Snakes and tentacles tangled and knotted as we necked. Her mouth was hot and soft, her tongue launched a sweet invasion. She caressed my thighs with... her leg as my hands explored. By the time the car pulled up to my apartment, Monica and I were boldly groping each other, giving the poor driver one hell of a show.I didn’t bother turning on any lights. As soon as the door clicked shut, she threw her arms around me, lifted her legs around my waist and locked her lips on mine again, I walked to. As he was sniffing it, he started to lick it and start massaging my half hard on. I grab him and ushered him to our living room area to have more space than our dining area. He followed me and he start undressing himself to which I loosened my pants, dropped them and sat down in our couch. Both Kenta and I started to make out while he was stroking his cock, to my surprise, he is packing a huge boner probably an 8 inches then he moved from my lips to my cock and start slurping it as he was. She asked about the therapy and i explained to her that as far as we had been told there is no pill or any other form of therapy for it. The only way to control the illness was to fight the symptoms. At this moment Galisa interruped our talk and said that she is sexually hyperactiv. The nurses face turned a bit red. And Galisa continued to explain that she is almost permanently horny due to this hormon problems and that it is a real problem for her as she cannot concentrate at work. But then. When I sat back again, she had a loving, tender smile.“So, the question is, am I part of your life? Can I be secure in the knowledge you are there for me and for our child?”Security? What is it? Money in the bank? Health? Belief in a benevolent creator? A chemical which enslaves? All the surveys done show the main thing women want in a marriage or in a nonmarriage relationship is security. That does not mean money. Like Mary said, it means is their partner there for them? Do they have someone.