And she had no idea what that would take.And so she had spent the rest of Saturday alternating between weeping on her couch, and pacing throughout her...apartment as she continued to turn the situation over and over in her head. Finally, after a particularly shaking bout of tears, Penny slipped into a deep sleep on her couch.The next day, she was determined not to allow this feeling of helplessness to continue to claim her. After all, she reasoned, her realization of her submissive side was. You've totally screwed with my head." So this is my fault? You're such an idiot." she said angrily.'Oh for fuck sake.' he thought, how could he be getting this so wrong. "No, of course not. Max please." he said as he reached out and touched her cheek. Moving his hand up he ran it through her hair. "Please." he said again as he leaned down and kissed her.When his lips touched hers all of Maxine's anger dissolved. Her heart slapped her head aside as she slid into his arms. She wound her arms. What had looked at first to be a dimple, a handhold, a porthole, a hatchway, grew and grew as the deceptive distance expanded it into a enormous hanger door, open to the sharp airless view of vacuum, the tiny sleds within growing in the changing perspective into cargo haulers of huge proportion. Once the size of the personnel hatch on the cargo vessel was noted, and the drifting speck of human awareness achieved some comprehension of perspective, the vast testimonial to human achievement grew. I wrap my hands around her thighs to keep her body from sliding away. Jenny grabs the sides of the tabletop in a death grip in an attempt to maintain her bearings but it is a losing cause. She again feels like she is being torn apart by the non-stop jack hammer thrusts ripping through her pussy. " God yes... fuck me... FUCK ME..." The walls of her vagina is on fire from the friction of my thick shaft sliding back and forth. Her pussy sheathing and unsheathing my thick shaft, slowly relaxing the.