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2009-09-27T13:11:00.000-07:00

Saturday

Written by Valhara

It was Saturday night again, and almost closing time. Viv blew a puff of air upwards, in a vain hope that a fall of blond hair would leave her eyes. She was tired and her feet were killing her, another double shift down in the books. The old black and white clock on the wall seemed to drag out every second and was so loud she could hear it well. The last of "Marty's Meats" customers swaggered up to the counter. Two guys in their early twenties, buying Twinkies and Mountain Dew, no doubt having the munchies from all the dope they had been smoking. They teased her a bit and then left laughing loudly and checking her out all the way through the automatic doors. For the most part her job was low key, Marty's was a family run business that took good care of her.

Finally, the hands of the clock reached eleven, and she all but sprinted to the doors to lock them up. The parking lot was empty, save her old Civic that was parked under the only busted light in the lot. Wouldn't she learn not to do that? What the hell, it was a small town and crime was almost non-existent here. That along with a lack of any kind of entertainment is why she didn't balk about working so late. Viv counted out the drawer with care, she was meticulous about this aspect of the job. Done, she carried the drawer to the back office, stopping to grab a bottle of red wine on the way. Marty Herring was an easy going boss and considered such a pilfer as a bonus for her working on the days no one else would.

The office was old, and must have the same furniture in it that it did the day they opened for business. A huge ornate desk loomed towards the back wall, and was topped with loose papers, food wrappers and an ancient desk lamp that barley lit up enough to see the bulb inside. Viv sighed, one day she would tackle the desk for Marty, it really was a wreck and there was no telling what might be living under some of the stacks. The walls were dark paneling from the seventies, with a wood-like grain pattern throughout. It was horrid and not at all from any decade that she would pick from. The walls held all types of frames, some with pictures, some awards, some newspaper articles. The room might have been a little more cheerful had it at least a small window, but there was nothing of the sort in there.

Viv rounded the desk and plopped down into a well-worn black leather office chair. It squeaked under her slight weight and made her a bit nervous that it might give way any second. She let out a small laugh, and leaned up to the top right drawer where she kept the corkscrew. With precise movements she uncorked the bottle of wine and took a long drink right from the bottle. It was warm and delicious as she felt it move down her throat.

She sat back in the chair and leaned her head against the back. Closing her eyes she sighed. The day was long, but good and she felt she could go to sleep right where she sat. Hell, she could sleep here, there was a couch, she eyed it a little leery, it was leather and in pretty good shape for it's age. It was looking really good right about now. The next drawer down in the desk held her personal wine glass, she filled it almost full and set the bottle on the floor beside her.

She drank it slowly, allowing the bitterness to nip at her tongue, before swallowing. By the time she had finished the ruby liquid she was falling asleep. After three times of nodding off, she gave up and headed to the couch. She took the clip holding her mass of golden hair down, and shook her head out. Running her fingertips through her scalp eased the tightness. There were no pillows on the couch, so she curled up small and laid her hands under the right side of her face.

He found her small form huddled on the cold material of the couch. Her hair fell down around her face, and she looked like an angel. Only he did not want to think of her as angelic, his only thoughts were pure carnal. The jeans she wore were faded blue and hugged her legs all the way up to the swell of her ass. Her t-shirt was raised just slightly in the back and he could just see the smooth brown skin of her lower back.

His fingers itched to touch that skin, he knew it would be like smooth satin. Her lips were parted, in an inviting manner, beckoning him to take them in his mouth. Christ, he was going to explode with the need inside him. He left the office quietly and roamed the aisles to find what he needed.

First he stopped by the liquors and picked up a bottle of Amaretto, and a bottle of sweetened cherries from the mixers aisle. Next was over to the fruits, and there were so many that he wanted to use on her it was maddening. He picked a nice assortment and moved on, thinking how strangely quiet it was in the darkened store. Passing the baking aisle, he backed up after noticing the chocolate syrup. It was cliche, but what the hell, it was good.

He moved on his quest more quickly as his pulse picked up thinking about the sleeping girl. He had known her for almost six years now and had always wanted her, from the very moment she stepped into his office for a job. She had been twenty-two at the time and newly divorced, but no kids to take care of. She was proud and scared all at the same time, and truth be told, he couldn't have turned her away if she had never worked a day in her life. Her hair had been shorter then, cut short in back and tapering into longer points to her chin in the front. She wore little make up and did not need to, her skin was tan and her dark lashes made it look as though she poured on mascara. Her eyes were large and blue, and open to her soul.

Small bruises were still evident on her arms where her husband had last accosted her after the divorce hearing. He remembered being so damned angry but not showing it. Her breasts were large and seemed to always be straining against the fabric of her shirts. Her legs were so long and magnificent and his very first erotic thought of her had been those legs, bare and wrapped around him as he was pushing inside her. It made him sweat to think about it even now. She had come in to interview in a pale blue cotton skirt that ended just above her knees. She had been the essence of sweetness and purity and he wanted desperately to protect her.

Viv never dated, he never once saw her flaunt herself to any man that came into the store. Hell, she could have been the Virgin Mary herself for all he knew. But she wasn't the virgin, she was a woman and she had needs and he wanted to be the one to fill them. He headed back to the office with his basket of goods and noticed she was stirring a little. His breath caught as he tried to set the basket down gently, but the bottles inside were not so cooperative.

Viv opened her eyes quickly to an unfamiliar sound. At the end of the couch stood Marty, all six foot of him. His light brown hair was tussled as usual, she didn't think he ever brushed it. His brown eyes met hers and she first thought he was upset with her. Fuck, what time was it anyway? "Hey." She offered, in a cautious tone.

"Hey, yourself." "What time is it?

"About two in the morning."

Hell, she had really slept hard, but what the hell was he doing out so late?

"What's wrong? I'm sorry about this, I was just so tired, and I was going to rest just a few minutes. Did I not lock up? Are the police here or something." He was just looking at her and it was making her nervous and babble.

"Nothing is wrong, I just came down to grab some Tums and saw your car here. I thought maybe you went out with someone tonight after work, I didn't expect to see you here." But he was relieved when she was here instead of off somewhere.

"No, not out, just tired. The till is ready if you need to check it."

"After six years of you taking care of it, no, I don't think that is necessary."

"Well, okay then." Viv sat up slowly and stretched her arms up over her head having no idea the effect it was having on her boss. She stood up and tried to smooth down her shirt. She needed to go to the bathroom after all the wine running through her system. She started to the door, but Marty was blocking it. His arms were crossed over his chest and she was noticing him in a different way tonight. He was well built, the shirt hugging his muscular arms. She had to look away, or he would see the pure lust in her eyes.

"Excuse me a minute." She said, brushing by him through the door.

He moved only enough for her to squeeze through, forcing them to touch in passing. Her skin burned in the spots where it met his own. She could not get to the bathroom fast enough. She met her needs and then washed her hands and turned to water over to cold. Holding her face over the sink she splashed the soothing wetness over her. Hell, her hands were shaking, what was wrong with her? That damned wine was what, she was still warm inside. Agitated she shut the water off and jerked some paper towels from the holder next to the sink.

At one end of the bathroom was a full length mirror and she tried to tidy her appearance before it. Her hair was a little wild from sleeping, so she smoothed her long fingers through it best she could. About that time the door opened and she could see in the reflection it was Marty. He looked at her image and instantly hardened. There was nothing particularly provocative about what he saw, but it was the intimacy of her grooming that struck him.

She did not turn around as he approached, but kept eye contact through the glass. He came to stand behind her, able to look over her head due to their height difference. He brought his head down to her hair and smelled. The softness tickled his nose and the scent was fresh and not over perfumed. His hand came up to twist a small tendril around his forefinger. It was silk, pure unscathed silk and he could not help putting a whole hand into the cascade. He brought the bounty up to his cheek and rubbed it against the smoothness of his own skin. It was pure bliss to him.

Viv could hardly breathe now, he was so close and being so intimate. She did not want to stop him, did not want him to leave her now. He let her hair fall away from him and looked back at her eyes in the mirror. She gave an almost imperceptible nod and it was all he needed. She watched as his hands came to her sides and lifted the tee up and lifted her arms so that he could remove it. He tossed it onto the counter and came back to stand behind her once more. She felt suddenly shy and girlish, standing there in a Hello Kitty bra. She almost giggled at what he would think when he saw her matching underwear.

Marty smiled at the bra, covered with small kittens, it was hot pink and the white symbols stood out all over. It was also a demi bra and the swell of her breasts was visible above the top. He had seen many a porn video, but damn, this must have been the most erotic sight he had ever feasted on. He moved to her jeans, they were the old button fly type boy jeans, with a low waist. He took great pleasure in unfastening each one slowly, feeling the pulse in her lower stomach on the inside of his forearms. She shook slightly as he pulled the jeans down her thighs and to the floor, where she stepped out of them.

He did laugh when he saw the bikini's she wore. They matched the demi bra, and even had a hot pink bow in the back. He gave her ass a slap and she jumped and squealed at once.

Viv was very self-conscious now, not sure what to do next. She did not have to wait long to find out. Marty moved his right hand down to dip into the front of her panties. His long finger entered her swiftly making her buck instinctively.

A man in had not touched her so long; she had forgotten how badly she needed it. He moved the digit slowly at first, then became more rapid as she moved to meet him. The couple both watched in the mirror, eyes meeting and locking in the intimacy. His left hand reached behind her to unhook the bra, which fell away with ease. She heard him mumble something under his breath as he took in the vision of her breasts. They were full and tanned as the rest of her body. The nipples hard and red, puckered in anticipation. He left her private place and brought both hands up to hold the generous orbs.

His fingers roughly squeezed the sensitive nipples, soliciting a moan from her. Marty could not believe the perfection she had been hiding all this time. She could have been in any magazine, without needing any airbrushing to enhance her. His hands could not touch enough of her at once moving from her bare top to the flat smoothness of her middle. The bikini had to go, he was none to gentle in pulling them down and away from her. She was totally exposed to him now and he was getting drunk off of the sight. Her mound was clear of any hair and he could just see the entrance to her. He was beyond need, he was hot and could not get his own clothes off fast enough.

Viv turned around to face him and help him rid the articles of clothing. He was not tanned like her, but he was beautiful non the less. His chest tapered to a trim waist and a dark path of hair led to his manhood. He was big all over, and damned if the thought of taking him made her mouth water. She did something next that she did not want to think about too long. She dropped to her knees, ignoring the hard tile floor, and licked at the erect member. His cock jumped when she touched it and he grabbed her shoulders to keep from swaying. More boldly she took him in hand and stroked up and down his shaft while working her lips around the very tip of him. He watched her in the mirror working him, it was hypnotic and Christ, but she was good. She moved her moist tongue on him while tightening her whole mouth to hold him in. He let her do this for a few minutes until he felt he would explode in her mouth.

He pulled her roughly up his length and picked her up, sitting her on the long granite counter. He took her lips with his and grunted when she nipped his lower skin. He could taste the metallic blood as is eased from the wound. He was between her legs and pulled her wetness up to meet him. He impaled her with one thrust and she was so tight it made her scream. He wanted to hold back, but could not, he held her ass just off the counter while she held him around the waist with her legs. She used her arms to hold herself up the rest of the way, meeting each of his thrusts with fervor.

He looked to the mirror above the counter and saw the line of her back dip to two perfect dimples before reaching the swell of her ass. She was hot and ready for anything he could give her. He wanted more, he wanted to taste her and touch her and let the moment go on forever. Picking up her whole weight he urged her to put her arms around his neck and they left the bathroom. He took her to the office and untangled her body from his, laying her upon the couch. He went to the basket and retrieved the Amaretto and cherries.

Viv lifted one brow in question, but he just shrugged looking innocent. He opened the bottle and offered her a drink, knowing it was strong and sweet without a mixer. She took it willingly and drank long and hard. He popped the top off the cherries and fed one to her, swiftly leaning in to lick a stray drop from running down her chin. He kissed her then, tongue darting in her mouth to capture the taste.

It was perfect, intoxicating. He brought the bottle up for another drink and let a good amount of the liquid fall between her breasts. She sucked in a breath and laughed as he fell to his knees to lap it off her skin. He spread a small spot to her nipple with his thumb, the liquid was already getting sticky on her warm flesh. She made small moaning sounds as he suckled her. Her hands were all over him, his chest, scratching long nails down his back. She pushed him away and grabbed the jar of cherries, pulling out a very plump one.

Teasing, she held out her little pink tongue and flicked at the red orb. She let the juice of it fall where it would. She made an O with her lips and dangled the cherry above her mouth, before taking it in. She sucked at it slowly, holding the stem and watching him all the while. His cock was rock hard and almost hurt with envy.

She was relentless with the show, removing the fruit and licking her lips slowly. Finally she plucked the meat from the stem and fed it to him, easing her fingers into his mouth so that he could clean them. She left him then to inspect the basket on the floor, coming back with the bottle of chocolate syrup and whipped cream.

She pushed him to a laying position on the sofa and opened both bottles. First she laced his cock with the chocolate and topped it with the whipped cream, and as a last thought, a cherry. He was sick with delight, and she new it. She began by eating the cherry, then put her lips around the center of his erection, just sucking from the top.

His balls tightened and he wanted to give her his own cream to eat. His fingers dug into the leather couch and he felt it give way in a spot. She continued up and down him, not yet taking him into her mouth. Viv was totally enraptured by the act, she loved the taste of him and pure maleness that he emitted. When she finally took him fully into her mouth he came up to sitting on the couch. He urged her up, to sit on his erection, spreading her ass to go down further. She was so wet she slid easily upon him. He filled her and the pain from it just made her want more.

She was begging him to just fuck her, so he did. In one move he lifted her off of him and then moved to his desk, running one hand across scattering papers everywhere and he could give a shit less. He bent her over the desk and made her hold the opposite edge, her stomach flat against the cold wood. He stroked her from behind, dipping two fingers in and out of her, stopping just to rub her most sensitive spot. Just as he brought her to release, he entered and she hit another wave, tightening around him.

He stood still allowing the full feeling of her climax to wrap around him. She was panting and pushing back to meet him, wanting more. He moved then, just at the surface of her, then deeply, pushing her into the desk violently. He leaned over her pinning her wrists to the desk and nipping at her neck. They were both sticky from the love play and he could taste the slight saltiness of her sweat.

The scent of the scene made him heady, and if possible he got harder within her. He brought her up from the desk and pulled out, turning her onto her back. He lifted her legs up to his shoulders and gently bit her bud. She bucked against his mouth and tried to pull away, but he held her tight. His tongue stroked her, moving in and out as his cock would. Finally he eased her down some, only to enter her with force, leaving her legs up.

He bent her almost all the way back and drove his erection into her deeply, hitting her womb. She was trying to hold on to the desk, knocking more papers away in the process. She pushed him away with her legs and moved off the hard surface, then making him to sit instead. She leaned over him and her hair fell like a veil around him.

She wet her lips and once again took him in her mouth. He wanted to see, so he moved one hand to hold her hair away from her face. He could see her tongue dart around him and feel it as she worked his shaft. She brought one hand up to stroke his balls, while using the other to stroke his cock. She went down the length of him, almost choking on his size. He could feel the pressure building inside, and made to move out of her mouth, but she would not let him.

His release poured forth into her and she drank it down. She continued to suck him after and he thought he really would pass out from the waves of pleasure. After, they teased about the toy handcuffs in the basket and what he really had in mind for the cucumber. It would be another night, one of many to come.

Tara

2009-04-06T06:45:00.001-07:00

Tara

I woke up in a cold sweat, every inch of my body drenched. Turning to my right, I looked at Kayla sleeping so peacefully. I got up and went downstairs sat on the couch to collect my thoughts.

In my mind it was over between Kayla and I but just couldn't bring myself to let her go. We were together for four years, the first two years were amazing, followed by two detached years. We started drifting away from each other and every other day was an argument. Even though we lived together for 3 years in our minds and our actions we might as well be living apart. She was very good to me at times, everyday when I came home my dinner would be cooked just the way I liked it. My clothes would be ironed in the morning and laid out for me to wear, she was good that way, but she always seemed detached, I knew in my mind something was wrong but couldn't bring myself to face the truth: Kayla was cheating I don't know how or why, but I could sense it or so I thought.

Every night for the past week I would wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat thinking about her. She was beyond gorgeous, beautiful eyes, nice full lips, and a cute little dimple on her right cheek. Tara was her name, she had just started working in my building on the 18th floor, I would see her every other day at the cafe downstairs sipping on her Orange Juice and reading her notes. Whenever I passed the cafe to go outside for my lunch, I would always pause and look intentionally in her direction, but she would never look up, even though I knew she could sense me starring at her. Then one day I decided to go in the cafe to purchase a bottle of water, I walked over to the table were she sat, "Excuse me I couldn't help but notice your new to this building." She looked up at me as if I had just interrupted her from something very important "I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you I'll go." I turned to leave then heard her voice, "No that's okay, please have a seat." I couldn't help but stare at her, she was wearing a dark suit and looked absolutely gorgeous, her hair up revealing the softness of her neck. Although I've never touched her I could tell her body was soft, she had an amazing figure and just looking at her made my manhood swell, I sat down reveling in this moment, not wanting it to end. "And yes I am new to this building, I haven't seen you around". Wow she must really be into her work not to notice me, everyone in the building knew who I was or so I thought. "Well I see you mostly in the elevator your usually on the phone or reading the paper". She laughed revealing that cute dimple "well your right about that, I guess I've been very busy lately, too busy to notice my surroundings". I stared at her beautiful lips as she talked on about her new job and how happy she was to finally get a job, all I could think about is how badly I wanted her right here right now. "So Tara, it is Tara right?" I looked down at her badge, she looked up at me then down to where my eyes were, touching her badge "Oh right, yup that's my name" she smiled up at me, "can I ask you a question?" I looked into her eyes "Do you have a boyfriend?" She blushed and I could tell I caught her off guard "well no, not at the moment I'm definitely on the market".

The next few weeks Tara and I would have conversations on our lunch hour about work, family and friends. My attraction to her grew so much I had to fight every urge in my body not to kiss her.

One night I was working late on a project, I went downstairs to my car for a folder I had forgotten, as the elevator doors opened there Tara stood, our eyes met, I got in the elevator Tara never got out she just stared at me, I stood in front of her. It was on. We said nothing and I leaned forward and kissed her lips hungrily, she did not protest one bit as I started to unbutton her blouse, I fantasized about this moment for far too long. I felt her soft skin and perky breasts, she unbuckled my belt and zipped down my pants took my hardness in her hand and slowly stroked it as she kissed me long and hard. I turned her around and lifted up her skirt, I quickly rolled on a condom and allowed myself to penetrate her tightness she was nice and wet and I felt myself just wanting more and more of her, she moaned and I could tell she was loving ever moment of this.

The next day I came to work smiling from ear to ear all I could think about was Tara and our little elevator tryst. I waited for her in the cafeteria at lunch time like we agreed, I waited for half an hour, no Tara, I called the number she had given me, the number was not in service, I went upstairs to the floor she said she worked on and asked the receptionist if Tara was at work today, she looked at me as if I'd lost my mind, Sorry there is no one here by that name. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The girl that I fantasized about for weeks the girl who I had just had sex with in this very building the girl who I had fallen for, had just fooled me.

I went home feeling as if the world was on my shoulders "This day couldn't get any worse" I thought to myself. I opened the door to my house only to find there was nothing in the house, the furniture, television everything gone! My heart skipped a beat as I reached for my cell phone to call the police. I looked over at the kitchen to find a note lying on the counter. As I picked up the note a picture dropped from it, there in the picture was Kayla kissing another female I looked closely at the other female "Tara!" I exclaimed, "this can't be happening!" I sat down on the floor with my head in my hands I mustered up enough courage and read the note:

“Sorry I can't do this anymore, I can no longer live a lie, I've decided to move out and be with Sherine, she's my true love and She is who I want to be with. I'm sorry you fell for our plan, I needed to be even with you so I set this up knowing you were weak you are always weak..That’s why I knew we were never meant to be”

Addiction

2009-03-24T06:29:00.000-07:00

Addiction

I sat on the Greyhound looking out at the dark sky, four more hours and I was in New York. He had this affect on me, whenever he would call I had to come to him, he was like a drug taking over my life I had become addicted. We would take turns seeing each other, I preferred going to see him, my place was a dump, and he had a huge loft in Manhattan. I could see the bridge from where he lived, we would have sex right in front of his huge window overlooking the water. Dimmed lights, soft music, wine. He would come up behind me with his seductive smile and kiss me on my neck. I loved traveling this way to see him, I didn’t want to fly -the trip was too fast, I didn’t want to drive- I would just be too tired, I loved to take the bus in the night so I could sit touch myself and dream of Shane.

I met him while I was visiting my aunt in New Jersey, my cousin decided to take me shopping in Manhattan we zoomed in and out of stores along___ ave. I told my cousin I would wait for her outside while she picked out an outfit in one of the stores, as I sat on one of the benches massaging my tired feet I spotted him standing a foot away from me talking very quietly on his phone. I just stared he was gorgeous; brown, flawless skin beautiful locks and very well dressed. He must have felt me staring because he turned around and looked directly at me I tried to turn away but I couldn’t, I had no power willing me to look away. He took two steps towards me and stopped, I said nothing but just stared up at him he pulled out his business card and gave it to me, “If your interested call” he said, then walked away. That one phone call I made to him three days later, turned into many, and dozens of visits to New York. He insisted on paying for everything, from getting my nails and hair done to taking me to dinner and shows, He always had time for me and was never at a loss of things to do or places to go. And now I was on my way to New York City to see him again.

My arrival at Port Authority Terminal was much quicker than I anticipated as soon as the bus pulled up the butterflies in my stomach began. I stepped off the bus and reached for my New York cell phone that Shane had given me I walked up the escalator where I could get some service and called him to come and pick me up. Whenever I came to New York it was a whole different world for me I would forget every and anything back home and subject myself only to Shane he would be my world for the next four days.

Shane pulled up at the curb of the station and I hopped in his SUV, We looked at each other with grins on our faces and started tonguing each other down without even saying a hello, about a minute and a half later I pulled away “ Well hello” I said trying hard not to smile. “ How’s my sexy doing” he said he couldn’t stop grinning at me. “Good” I said “and now even better” I sat back in the warm leather seat which felt so good against my bare legs, I was wearing a jean skirt with no panties on. “ I missed you” he said I couldn’t sleep last night because of all the anticipation of my baby’s arrival. You ready for me?” I looked at him and nodded loving every bit of his New York accent, he put his free hand on my leg and moved it up my skirt he slid his two fingers in me very gently and moved them up and down, I started moaning loudly, and came multiple times all over the leather seat. “ I want to taste you as soon as we get in the house” he said. About 15 minutes later we were at his place and ripping off each others clothes he picked me up and brought me to the kitchen, laid me on the counter parted my legs and devoured me. I squirmed and moaned loudly the more I moaned the better he got I came in his mouth so many times I lost count, It felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. About a half an hour later we were doing it in the shower, I wasted no time going down on him, I knew he liked that and I wanted to please him in any way possible, I get even more horny when I know he’s loving what I’m doing I deep throated him for so long felt like I got lockjaw after I pulled it out my mouth.

He got out while I finished showering and got dressed, by the time I was done he had breakfast made for me, everything I liked. “Mmm, you made me breakfast. I like. Thanks baby” I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. This was only a few hours into day one of my stay and already things were going perfect as usual. Shane would be my drug for as long as I would let him and right now I was utterly and completely addicted.

Satisfaction

2009-01-24T09:38:00.000-08:00

Humming quietly to himself, Roy Mathers smiled. His carefully mapped out plan had worked and now she was on the Red Eye to meet him.

She came out of nowhere. While I was on vacation in New York I decided to stop at a café for some coffee. Standing in the line I spotted her slipping in the line behind the man, behind me. He turned slightly and smiled at her. She was about 5’3 hazel eyes, brown hair and full lips, in an instant I knew I wanted her and I knew I would get her, whatever it took.

The next day I waited for her to show up at the same café, I sat on one of the chairs pretending to read the Daily News. She came in at exactly 8:30am. She was wearing a tracksuit that hugged every inch of her body. Her ass was round, waist was small she was the perfect size for me. I sat staring at her and wondering how my dick would feel in that pussy. Patience I thought what you want, you will get. I visited the same café around the same time every morning disregarding the fact that it was past time to leave New York and go back home. Every time I would go there she would never seem to notice me, this made it all the more easier for me to stare at her beauty and devise a plan to get her in my arms, in my bed. One morning when she left out, I decided to follow her. She walked rapidly as I tried to follow her and at the same time trying to keep my distance. She rounded the corner to a row of brownstones and ascended the steps of the second one. That’s all I need to know “35 Willow St.” I said out loud.

I envisioned how I would stick my dick in her ass and how she would let out a cry at first but would then bend over further to take in my 9 inches of pure hard cock, I would pull out just as I was about to cum then jerk off until I came all over her tits. She would beg me to fuck her some more sucking my cock until I got hard again, I’d hoist her up on the kitchen counter and ram my cock in her pussy so hard she would bite me on my hand, the pain I would relish. I would then kiss those full pink lips and bite them until they were blood red. She wouldn’t cry because I would take a certain amount of care, making sure she was feeling more pleasure than pain. She would then take my cock and put it back in her mouth slowly sucking the cum off and swallowing every bit. We would fuck for several hours on the sofa, the kitchen counter, the balcony and even the Laundromat. She would keep begging for more and I would always give it to her, her pussy would yearn for me every waking moment of every day and I would always give it to her. Whatever she wanted she would get, as long as I got to fill her insides with me. I woke up with cum on my hands determined more than ever to have her.

Today was the day! I had stayed in town an extra week. After countless dreams of her, I decided I would begin my plan. I followed her throughout the day knowing everything she liked to do from what her favorite dessert was to her favorite store to shop I sent her flowers and all of the things she liked each day. I watched her while she opened each gift. I noticed in the evening she would go on a chat site I watched closely as I read the type of site she went on and wrote it down. Bingo!
I had all the information I needed, the next day I hoped on a plane and headed home.
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When I finally got home I went straight to my computer and typed in the address to the chat site she went to. It was easy to find her “Miss Right” was her screen name, and there I began to upload fake photos of myself as “Sexy Man”. I sent a wink to her which she almost immediately responded to by sending a wink to me, “Wow these pictures really work” I said to myself. The ball was now in my court as I typed furteiously my rehearsed letter to her. “ You look gorgeous in your pictures…. . You have a great personality….. I’d like to have the opportunity to learn more about you if only you would let me…” I proceeded to type out a poem I read a long time ago about the beauty of a woman. By the time I finished my letter to her, she had logged off and I would have to wait for her to come back on. The next couple of days she was not online I waited by the computer day and night, wondering if she would ever come online. I saved one of her photos to my files and used it as a screen saver and my desktop picture, I envisioned her naked, me holding her, I jerked off daily as I sat in front of the screen staring at her picture. Two days later she appeared online I sat up instantly, eager to read her response to my note. “Why thank you for this beautiful note, I appreciate your kind words and would love to meet you someday too xxxxx Miss. Right”. Weeks passed and we continued to write to each other daily then eventually took it to another level by talking on the phone. I was in love and I felt she was falling for me or at least “Sexy Man”. I told her my namewas John which she of course believed was real. We would talk about everything, from her favorite flowers to her positions in bed. She was very excited that I seemed to like the same things she did and deemed this online meeting as destiny, fate.

One night as we were chatting I proposed that we finally meet. I told her I was willing to pay for her flight and accommodation at her hotel of choice. She hesitated a bit, then decided it was worth a shot.

Before long she was on the Red Eye to Chicago to see me. I was nervous I didn’t know what she would say when she realized I was not who she thought I was, so I told her my driver would pick her up at take her to the hotel where I would meet her. I rented a limo and wore the uniform the drivers wear. As she approached the car peering in the window, my dick instantly rose and I had to place the newspaper in front of me as I got out of the car and opened the back door to let her in. I drove to the hotel let her out and offered to help her with her bags upstairs. Letting her know that “John” would soon meet her downstairs at the bar for cocktails. I called her moments later telling her I had a business meeting that was running late and I would see her as soon as it was done.

It became very late, and I called the room several times when I knew she would probably be asleep and she couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore to wait up for me. She was fast asleep I knew she slept hard which gave me an advantage. I took the elevator to her suite, key card in hand I slowly opened her door. Entering her suite I walked over to the bed and stood over her sleeping so peacefully, she was gorgeous even in her sleep, so pure so beautiful. My cock stood at attention, I stroked it then took off my pants. She stirred a bit in the bed. I decided to wake her, she opened her eyes a bit trying to see who it was, I whispered it was John and she then proceeded to try and sit up I told her to relax and sat on the bed in the dark beside her, stroking her hair and telling her how sorry I was that the meeting ended so late. It was so dark she could barely see a thing, I whispered to her how I wanted her so badly. She reached to turn on the lamp beside her but I stopped her midway and told her “it’s ok ” as I pulled her close to me giving her a deep kiss, at first she hesitated then proceeded to kiss me back, I slowly let her fall back on the bed gently laying on top of her I pulled her panties down over her ass and gently fingered her pussy. She didn’t stop me and was very wet. I kissed her deeply and felt her soft warm breasts under the silk chemise I had given her. As she lay on the bed I knelt in front of her face stuffing my dick in her mouth, which she welcomed. I knew she was a freak as we discussed sexual positions and more, several times online and on the phone. She sucked hard as I made gentle thrusts in and out of her mouth. I then pulled my cock out of her mouth and gently put it inside her pussy, she was so wet and I was so overjoyed I wept in silence at the realization of my dream becoming a reality. I flipped her over on her stomach spreading her ass cheeks apart, I slowly stuck my cock in her ass. I came almost instantly looking at the cum seeping down her as she shuddered then rolled her onto her back. She reached over to turn on the light but again I stopped her, letting her know I was not done. I pulled out the cuffs I sat her up then cuffed her. Bent her over and again put my dick in her pussy. She again welcomed my cock even more, my thrusts started off slow but then began to pick up pace I then pulled her hair till her head was far back, I pushed my cock all the way inside of her, she let out small cries but pushed her ass back further so she could feel all of it absorbing her sweet pussy. Just when I was about to cum I flipped her over and stuck my dick in her mouth soon after exploding all my juices then asking her to swallow. I felt like I was in one of my dreams and my joy was uncontainable. I let out a cry. She fell asleep almost instantly and I lay beside her after I took her cuffs off. We lay in each others arms, lights still off. I couldn’t sleep, I knew I would be gone before daylight. I knew this couldn’t last, if she saw me she wouldn’t like me, if she knew what I was up to she would hate me for life. My plan had worked up until this very moment. I knew the only satisfaction I would ever have was this one night and my dreams.

Dominant

2009-01-24T09:23:00.000-08:00

Entering the decadent and most fabulous department store. Alisha looked around; she loved every moment of her shopping sprees with Kaleb. He took her wherever she wanted to go and bought her whatever she wanted. Acting like she cared so much for him, she smiled as he purchased the cute teddy for her from la perla, He wanted her badly and she kept leading him on so that he was convinced he would feel her insides, but she had a whole other plan in mind. This was part of the game she loved to play when she was bored. He would be her slave and she the master.

They sat at the bistro after hours of shopping, chatting about her fabricated life. Keeping him attentive and letting him hear what he wanted making him feel like somebody. He settled the bill then hailed a cab to the luxurious hotel on centre st. She sat close to him playing with his balls and squeezing his nipples. He moved his dick up and down her fingers as he moaned. The cab driver peering in his rear mirror she unbuttoned her top to let him finally touch her breasts He grinned as he felt her warm soft breasts in his hands. She pulled his hand away and slid away from him closer to the window. He didn't know what he did wrong but suddenly she was cold and distant towards him. Flushed with embarrassment he said nothing.

The cab let them out at the hotel. He paid the fare while she stood outside waiting for him. They entered the hotel and decided to have a few drinks at the bar. She finished her drink then ordered him to pay for the hotel give her the key while he drank the martini she ordered for him. She went up to the plush suite, a gorgeous view overlooking the city. She opened the mini bar and took out the most expensive bottles of wine. Placing them on the counter she poured a glass of white for herself and red for him. She took off her clothes and put on the lace corset and pumps. She put on her red lipstick with the soft music playing she sat on the stool and sipped her wine while she waited.

When he arrived she ordered him to take off all of his clothes. He did so stripping down with a quickness she smirked as he walked towards her, his balls slapping against his thighs. She ordered him to sit on the stool. Pulling out her leather whip she let the soft leather strips slide against his bare skin. She asked him numerous questions in which he responded with either a yes or a no madame. With every response she did not like she would whip him. She pulled out her diamond cuffs and cuffed him as he sat on the stool head down waiting for her next demand.
She went into the fridge, took out some ice cubes and slowly rubbed the coldness on her lips she placed the cubes in the wine glass and reached for the blindfold she covered his eyes then slowly rubbed the cubes on his balls. He shuddered as she swirled it around his dick, cold and wet. She told him to kneel down then shoved the cube up his ass hole. It hurt him she could tell, but she didn't care it turned her on even more. She caressed his back as she shoved the other cube up his ass then pulled his balls. She ordered him to get up and sit. She took off his blindfold then slowly caressed his skin, whispering sweet words in his ears "you're hot, sexy" she watched as his little dick started to rise.

She went to the bed pulling off her panties and spreading open her legs to reveal her pussy. He stared at it smiling to himself. She pulled out her pink orgasmic balls, popping each one in her pussy as he watched on with obvious pleasure. She walked towards him with the pleasure balls still inside of her. She sat on the counter in front of him. He watched intensely as she pulls the string, one by one the pink balls emerge revealing the juices from her pussy on each one. She tells him to open his mouth as she shoves the dripping balls in his mouth ordering him to swallow all of her juices. His dick still rising higher and higher with every gulp she takes off his handcuffs and orders him to jerk himself off in front of her as she plays with her clit he comes almost instantly. She then orders him to lick the come off his fingers; he does so while staring at her. She is even more turned on as she pleasures herself watching him. Her time is up she has to go but he is still begging for her to stay as she exits the room and heads towards the elevator with that satisfactory smirk on her face

Escapades

2009-01-24T09:12:00.000-08:00

10:00 pm
Southwest hotel
Bar
DON'T BE LATE!
I neatly folded the note in half and kissed it with my dark red lips then stuffed it in my purse. I was adamant about being on time in every one of our escapades. He had to play by my rules or that was the end. He didn't have my number or address. All he would ever get were notes in his mail box I had full access to all his personal information, thanks due to my crooked cousin Lorne. I zipped up my leather boots and made my way outside.

It was 8:30 pm I had a little over an hour left. I drove my black jag towards the freeway and exited 10 minutes later, 5 more minutes and I was pulling up to his driveway. I quickly got out and put the note in his mailbox, I knew he would be home soon so I wasted no time in getting out, so I could continue my plan. By 9:45 I was at the hotel wearing a dark red wig, skin tight jeans and a leather jacket I sat at the bar and ordered for me and for him, he wasn't allowed to choose, I ordered whatever I felt like ordering, he was not in control, I was.

I ordered 2 martinis and sat with my legs crossed. The bartender knew better than to talk to me, I was about my business and needn't start small talk. I looked at my watch 9:59; If he didn't show up he was in for some trouble. "Sienna?" I heard my secret name, I slowly turned around to face him, there he stood sexy as ever he had an air of confidence as he stood, yet you could tell he was humble in every way. I took him in for a moment tall, dark and even through his sweater you could tell his body was cut. From head to toe, this man was beautiful, I sure new how to find them. "Sit down" I said in a low sultry voice. He sat next to me as I slid the martini towards him. We watched each other as we drank starring into each others eyes, I put my drink down and took his out of his hand and put it next to mine, as I looked at him I almost felt a twinge of feeling, quickly pushing it away, I remembered my number one rule, "no feelings allowed in this game". I came up close to him and slid my hands down his pants squeezing hi s balls I licked his lips then took his hand and led him to the elevator of the hotel. "I", he began to say, I quickly gave him my evil look, he knew better than to talk, he also new the other side of me, he made a mistake one day and crossed the line by asking me if he could call me. The next day his phone line was cut off. I had access to every, and anything connections like you couldn't imagine. You mess with me, you mess with yourself.

We reached the 29th floor and got out I led him to room 2904 unlocked the door, inside the suite was a huge bed, candles were strategically positioned all over, just the way I ordered them to be, I took off his shirt and pushed him on the bed, took off my clothes and left my leather boots on, " take off the rest of your clothes" I said, he did just that. As I watched him take off his clothes I wondered why a gorgeous guy like this would agree to my rules, which were so demanding, No talking unless I say so, no girlfriend, no wife, no excuses, just me, whenever I say, anything I say or do goes anything you say or do does not. He was "perfectly fine with it" he says "just as long as long as I see you and your gorgeous self" He looked up at me when he was finished, I walked slowly to him and blessed him with my mouth, I went right to work sucking him mercilessly without coming up to breathe, he moaned so loudly I'm certain the other room heard, but I didn't care, they could come watch if they wanted to. When I felt I was done I stopped, looked up at him then pushed him all they way down on the bed, I took out a condom from my boots and rolled it on, I straddled him slowly while he looked at me, anticipating my warmth, he held me around my waste as I rode, It felt so good I wanted to cry but I couldn't. "Put me on my back" I softly whispered in his ear, he flipped me over and entered me so gently so softly, then he started to go fast, he knew I like that, he knew everything I liked, just the way I like it. Fulfilling my every needs, wants and fantasies without commitment or formalities.

The Pleasure

2009-01-23T16:49:00.000-08:00

It was a Friday and I had the day off. The kids where at my mother in law's, Michael and I had the whole weekend to ourselves.

We lived in a relatively quiet neighborhood on the upper side of town we'd been married for 8 years and had 2 young boys ages 5 and 7 we were living well and I was proud of our accomplishments.
Michael and I had a great sex life however we wanted to explore more possibilities. I told him I would look into it and tonight I would do just that. I met up with an old college friend Monique, knowing the freak that she was I figured I would be able to get some ideas from her. She gave me a card. "Whatever you do" she said "DO NOT mention my name!" "So what if they......" "look I gotta run Sam, call me and give the boys a kiss for me." Before I could say another word she took off. I looked at the card it was glossy black with the letter "T" written on it and a number below. I took out my cell phone and dialed the number, some type of tantric music began to play followed by the beep. "Hi this is Sam I got your number from a colleague and I'm interested in what you have to offer" I left my cell number as a contact number and hung up the phone. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. When I got home Michael was on his way out the door heading to the gym, I told him I'd be out for a bit as we kissed each other goodbye. As I headed towards the kitchen to load the dishwasher my cell rang. A male voice spoke "hello may I speak with Sam?" "Sam speaking" I said "you left a message saying you were interested in what we have to offer? May I ask how you got this number?" I almost blurted out Monique's name. " Like I said on the answering machine I got your number from a colleague." "I see" he said I could tell he was hoping I would say a name. " Well Sam I would like to meet with you today if possible" I wrote down the address he rattled off to me. And agreed to meet him at 22 Glidden St. I got ready called my mother-in-law to make sure the boys were okay then jumped in my SUV and headed to meet "T".
When I arrived I knocked on the door and was surprised to see a female open the door, she said nothing just led the way down the stairs. The place was very dark with just the soft glow of light coming from the candles surrounding the place. We passed a dozen rooms all shut tight, she turned to the last room on the right and then left "o-k" I said to myself. I knocked on the door it opened almost instantly and I stared up at a tall dark brother he looked down at me, "You Sam?" "Yes" I said I looked in front of me to see a petite woman sitting behind the desk she was a very attractive woman brown smooth skin, short black hair, and dark eyes she stood up "Sam, nice to meet you, my name is Portia," I took her extended hand into mine as she shook it. " This is "T" she pointed to the man looking down at me "short for Tyrone, have a seat" I sat down on the chair in front of me. "So Sam what can I do for you?" "Well" I started I hadn't thought about how I would approach this subject "I'm interested in spicing up my sex life well actually both my husband and myself." "I see" Portia said staring at me intently. "And how far, may I ask, are you willing to go with this new sexual experience?" She leaned forward revealing a hint of cleavage I stared at her for a moment not able to say anything while I tried to think of what both Michael and I would want. " I'll let you think about it for just a moment, would you like a drink?" Before I could answer her she motioned for Tyrone to pour me a drink from her mini refrigerator He pulled out a tall silver flask and emptied the dark liquid into a martini glass then handed the glass to me "Drink up" She said. I put the glass to my mouth not even knowing what it was I was drinking. "So would you like to follow me? I want to show you something that will help you decide what it is you and your husband really wants. "Sure" I said as I drained the last of the liquid.

She got up from behind the desk and opened the door leading the way down the corridor, exotic music played softly in the background and the sweet smell of patchouli was all around as we walked, I noticed that each door had a tiny symbol on it I was completely intrigued. Portia didn't say a word as we walked those few moments down the hall I stared at her taking in her beauty I had never been with a female before but suddenly felt like I wanted to be with her. She finally stopped at the door on the right. She unlocked the door with her key. As she opened the door I immediately saw two masked women on a black fur carpet completely oiled up and stark naked there was a fire place with fire blazing a glass shelf with all types of champagne and wine another silver flask was at each corner of the shelf a leather chair at one corner, and a shelf full of adult toys from huge dildos to 8 gold orgasmic balls on one string.

The women were deep into each other and did not hear us come in or didn't care if we came in they seemed completely unaware that we were even there, like in a trance I moved closer. The darker girl spread the other girls legs apart slowly creeping towards slid her index finger deep inside pulling out the juices she licked her finger slowly seductively. I couldn't help but feel turned on by this and wishing she would do the same to me. I watched with my mouth open as Portia stood behind me smiling and staring at me as I watched the two girls entwined together I felt Portia's hand on my shoulder. "So" she whispered have you decided yet? Or would you like to see more?" As she said that one of the girls got up and left the room, I turned to look for Portia but she had quietly slipped out of the room.

One of the girls that was still in the room walked up to me saying nothing, she slipped of my tank top I just stood there feeling the electricity from her fingers touching my skin I felt entranced she was beautiful, with golden oiled up skin she touched my breasts very softly held them in her hands for a while then bent down to suck them her tongue swirling my already hard nipples I closed my eyes as I began to stroke her hair which seemed familiar to me . She lifted up to face me and began to pull off the rest of my clothes. I was weak to her touch, she placed my clothes on the leather couch then lay me on the floor and began to rub massage oil all over my body I just lay there unable to move as her smooth hands touched my back slowly touching my breasts. She flipped me over and oiled my stomach my legs pulling my legs to each side she slid in between them parting my pussy lips with her tongue I squirmed a little as her tongue sensually licked my clit she ate my pussy like a pro lapping up my juices I moaned softly feeling like I was in another world her scent was strong and I couldn't get that familiarity out of my mind. I didn't want her to stop, whenever she would lift her head I pushed it down again not for one moment wanting her to stop I came in her mouth and let out a soft moan. She left the room as I lay there trying to figure out what had just happened. My legs felt weak as I got up,
I found my clothes and put them on left the room in search of Portia. In a moment I had forgotten the real purpose of why I had come here- for me and my Michael. I knocked on the door to Portia's office no answer, pushing the door open to find Monique sitting at the desk her body oily. "Tell me you didn't like it and I'll leave you alone." She said, I just stared at her but couldn't say a word I loved it and wanted more. "This is what I do Sam this is who I am, I will always be around to help you spice up your sex life but we must not reveal that we know each other. I nodded then left the room and headed out the door, all the time in mind wondering what I had just done, not wanting to go home to face Michael I felt guilty, but at the same time intrigued and I had no doubt in my mind I wanted to go back at that moment realizing I would…with or without Michael..

In The Heat

2009-01-23T16:16:00.000-08:00

It was hot out, even at 6 in the evening. My hair stuck to the nape of my neck and beads of sweat slowly ran down my forehead. I sat on the porch steps looking out at the secluded beach, the sun was setting and the purple and pink hues of the sky were amazing.

This was my evening ritual to watch the sunset and enjoy the sounds of the ocean. The wind gently started to pick up which was a welcome relief. Tom wasn't due to come back to the beach house for another week, which meant I was alone and feeling very sexually repressed. I thought about the way Tom touched me, looked at me said my name I started feeling aroused. I opened my legs and let the cool breeze blow up my cotton dress, between my legs where sticky and the cool breeze was exactly what I needed to soothe that yearning feeling. I stood up and headed for our bedroom reaching into the bottom drawer of my nightstand I pulled out my little friend that satisfied my sexual desires on those lonely nights when Tom was away.

Heading back to the porch steps I turned on my toy and placed my legs up on the railing of the porch steps and letting my vibrator do what it was meant to do. As I lay back on the steps moaning, entranced in my own sexual pleasures I was unaware that eyes were watching. I opened my eyes from my sexual episode to find a man about a yard away watching me. I got up and began to head back to the house completely embarrassed.

The man walked closer and from the distance I could see just how gorgeous he was and instead of going in the house I just stood there. As he came closer and I looked at him I could feel myself slowly coming between my legs I couldn't take my eyes off of him he just kept staring. As he approached me I sat on the porch bench, vibrator still visible in my hand, he looked at my vibrator then at me and smiled. I smiled a weak smile then opened my mouth to say something, he put his finger to my mouth, took the vibrator out of my hand, knelt down in front of me and spread my legs, slowly and gently he let it slide between my legs up and inside of me. I moaned as my juices seeped out almost instantly. He kept working my sexual companion in me, when I could control myself no longer I grabbed his face and kissed him hungrily. Feeling his thick tongue in my mouth had me juici er than ever and all I wanted was to feel that tongue inside of me.

Almost as if he had read my mind he spread my legs and began to devour me throwing me into ecstasy. He licked my clit so gently then stuck his tongue deep inside licking every last drop of my liquid. When he was done he picked me up from the bench kissing me passionately headed for the beach and lay me on the sand, he made no hesitation in taking off my dress and stripping me down to nothing. We kissed intensely barely coming up for air. He opened my legs and entered me slowly, every inch of him was a perfect fit for me, as he began to fill me I moaned loudly, my legs trembling with satisfaction and delight my bodily essence flowing with no end in sight. He filled my every wants needs and sexual desires I was glad Tom came home early.

Sienna

2009-01-23T16:08:00.000-08:00

Sienna- that's what she called herself when she acted this way. A sudden urge for sex, an uncontrollable horny feeling she couldn't shake, she needed to have it, she needed to have it in her hand, in her mouth, in her pussy.

She had various characters, Sage- who was ruthless, uncontrollable, cold and not a bit of remorse, a bitch. Sade - who was the opposite of Sage - controllable, submissive, caring, catering. All three of her characters seemed to have that sudden urge for sex, but all acted differently towards it.
Terry liked it when I called him out of the blue, he knew what my calls were about. I was feeling extra sexy in my navy blue Dolce and Gabanna negligee. I looked out the window of my penthouse suite, it was raining pretty heavy, I was in no mood to go out but was definitely in the mood for dick, plain and simple.

I put on my R Kelly, poured myself a glass of white wine and waited for Terry to come. I lay on my chaise and began to feel myself, my nipples were erect my pussy juicy and all that was missing was Terry. I left the door open and dosed off, as I dreamed of soft rain, fur and sex I awoke to feel my panties being pulled to the side and Terry's dick pushing up inside of me. Still out of it, Terry held me down and continued to thrust in and out of me, I came nonstop the best feeling was when the sex was unexpected, I loved the way Terry made me feel, so compassionate, he put his all into it. I could tell he'd been drinking, smelling the alcohol on his breath somehow made me feel aroused. I wanted more of him, all of him. He flipped me over and continued to take me into some fantasy were the dicks were smooth and firm and tasted like strawberry popsicles, I was half awake half asleep enjoying the feeling of Terry's warm dick inside of me.

Twenty minutes later Terry was bound to my dining room chair, and I was approaching him in my latex suit and leather whip. Belting out commands as he did what I said. His smooth skin was red with the marks from my whip, His dick stood up at attention yearning for the warmth of my mouth. My tits hung out of the latex suit, nipples erect waiting for his touch. But not yet, he needed to experience Sage once again. He winced in pain as I slashed his back with my whip, cum seeped inside of my suit. I commanded Terry to get off of the stool and kneel down I took off the suit the juices still dripping, I sat on the white fur rug and propped my back against the foot of the chaise. Legs spread open I motioned for Terry to come closer, I then pushed his head down onto my clean shaven, smooth pussy, where he pleasured me with his tongue. Whip still in hand I wrapped it around his neck drawing him closer so he couldn't come up for air, the feeling of Terry's tongue deep inside of me had me cum multiple times in his mouth. I un-cuffed him so he could feel the rest of my body.

I found myself in cuffs hands in front of me bent over, while Terry held my neck down on the chaise. He forced his dick inside of me hard with no mercy. I let out a small cry. Then smiled with pleasure, at the rough way he handled me. He took his dick out of my pussy and pushed it in my ass, tears rolled down my face as I felt the sweet pain. Again a small cry came out of my mouth when he grabbed my tits and he himself let out a cry, I knew he loved the feeling of my tight ass, I knew when he was ready to cum, he did shorter thrusts pulling in and out quickly and panting harder he pulled out quick flipped me over as I opened my mouth to welcome his hot warm cum, lapping it up I opened my mouth over his dick feeling it throb and swallowed the remains as he held my head down.

I knew Terry loved us all and it would be very hard not to especially since he had three girls on his hands Sienna, Sage and Sade.