? ?You have a lot of fixations, the most paramount of which is fearof seeming weak to others.? You associatebeing upset with being weak.? It?s notthou...gh.??He was silent for a minute.? ?Ithink it?s important that you keep coming here.? I nodded.? And then I left, never to go back.? And so I struggled on alone, neverconfronting my shame and guilt, and never feeling any relief from it. I?ve spent a lot of timethinking about my feelings and have discovered two things.? The first is that there is a. I could see the outlines of her small but perfect, perky breasts and her nipples through the material. She looked amazing.She invited me in and led me up the stairs. I watched lustful as her cute little ass moved side to side and the thin material of her dress clung to her small, firm ass cheeks. My cock already rock hard and slick with leaking pre cum, strained against my jeans and I quickly tucked it up under my belt. Denise led me into a bedroom and stopped at the side, near a night stand.. I slowed my pace and gently moved in her. We exchanged kisses and just enjoyed each other’s bodies for a few more minutes.Knowing that I was working against the clock, I pulled out, disposed of the condom, and then cuddled Mary.I whispered into her ear “In a couple of weeks I won’t need the rubber if you’ve been taking your pills.”“I have been. I can’t wait. I so want to feel it.”I kissed her again and we got dressed. I helped her straighten up and she sprayed air freshener. We kissed a couple. All I could do was to weep and cry as Mr. Bobby worked my butt hole like he wanted to. I felt him as he rammed his cock deep into my anal canal and squirt a massive load of his baby making juices into my rectum. With each squirt of his cock it felt like a stream of water striking my rectum walls. I thought that, that, would be it, but Mr. Bobby just collapse down on my butt and let his old cock throb in my rectum as he emptied his reservoir of cum. He laid on my back for such a long time I.