I don’t get my kicks through a needle. My rush comes in the moments between that first contact with a woman and ... well... that first contact with ... woman. It is the pursuit, the chase, the hunt, that I crave. Without a periodic fix of that rush I will crash. Hard. It’s as though I’m a bushman (pardon the pun) on the savanna and if I don’t go out hunting regularly I will simply whither away and starve. Don’t get me wrong. I am not a sex addict. I could probably go the rest of my life fucking. Jackie didn't seethe tears rolling down Trisha's face as she left the room.Jackie lay down on the table and Brian injected her with something."This is going to turn all the pain signals into pleasure. So don'tworry about that and if you orgasm during the procedure, that's quitenormal," Brian said.Jackie stripped off her clothes and lay back on the table. She saw therewas a huge mirror above her and she could see her whole naked body."Ok," Said Brian as he walked behind a glass partition and. His kisses had that special sensation which can never be described in words. Still he then did this for another 20 minutes till I was completely naked. He saw my fully shaved pussy and started drilling in tongue inside it. I was fully dripped.I also want his penis now. I undid his pants and took out his monster. That was nearly 9 inch long and straight away started sucking it. He pours all his cum over my face and then I had to rush to the washroom to wash my face.He came from behind and hugged. It would have been a pleasure if it wasn’t for the fact that it was a funeral and not the mention the searing heat. I must have kissed a hundred sweaty faces.Eventually, we made it back to the carpark and waved off fifty relatives or so.Dying to get home I rushed to the car but it soon became apparent I was alone. Surprised, I looked over my shoulder to see Mia and her dad locked in a quiet but serious looking conversation. It was the sort of conversation that you gave them the space they.