You push my hair off of my neck…kissing my neck. My breath shorter…my body aching…as I get closer to cumming you start to bite my neck a litt...e…harder…harder…sucking it too. Oh my God, it feels so incredibly good. I wrap my arm around my neck and pull your hair hard. You like this as you thrust your hips harder into my ass…your hand still hard on my clit…easily sliding over it due to the wetness that has oozed from my pussy all over your hand. I pull your hair a little. “You have no concept.” Alia took another sip of wine before cutting a small piece of the Beef Wellington and eating it. She looked back up at me and continued. “Perhaps I should back up. Jasmin and I have been on our own for five years. Jerry, my husband, was ... well he was a bully, verbally and physically abusive to both of us.”She sipped her wine, her fork pushing mushroom caps around the plate.“I know it’s cliché but I took the abuse. I had a job, a career I was working at, a beautiful. This is where the morning ritual began. After 2 years this wasnt enough i needed more so one day while she was at work i decide to sneek into her room which was always forbiden. I looked into her dresser, her closet and even her night stand and found nothing but sexy thongs and bras . I was about to give up when i thoought about one more place under her bed. There was an enormus box under her bed and when i open it i found many amazing things. She had 20 magazines of. "Yeah, I'll be fine.. I think haha.. we'll see. I left my medicine at home." I said laying down in the car. "Well let's pick some up." He said. "Nah, I'll be fine. If I really don't feel well we can just go home early, okay?" He nodded in agreement. Before I knew it we were at his dad's and we made our way into the house. They greeted us warmly, and we got dinner ready. There was about 15-20 of us at the house, all just family eating and talking about the past year. I got my food and sat down.