I was too dazed too bother trying to cover it up, and even if I wasn't, I doubt that I would have bothered trying. Taylor just stared at me, admiring ...the reaction at her work. "You sure came a lot," she said, noticing my cum all over the floor and shower curtain. "Just fucking great, I have to clean this up, my Grandma uses this bathroom." With that, she picked up a roll of toilet paper and started wiping my cum up. It took her a good 5 minutes and half a roll to finish the job. Once she. You fit my needs. When I can be yours, I will explain everything to you. But you will need to find a way to adjust what you think is normal. I’ve tried to fight it, but you’ve shown me that I don’t need to; that I can be who I really am with you. I know now that I can be the woman that I want to be with a man, and know that I can be strong,”The implications floored me. The monster inside of me grinned. I felt terrified and exhilarated. Could I really... ? It was best if I never finished that. " Harriet - I mean, you never used to talk like this."RJ hated to admit it but he was more turned on than he had been in years. His wife, the mother of his children and the woman who had shared his bed for 19 years, was talking like a street whore. He wanted to take her and fuck the living daylights out of her, to drive his cock into her wet cunt and claim her as his woman. But another part still clung to the idea that she was perfect, above having any base needs like sex. His inner debate. Her hands stopped, still holding the briefs around his knees. “I’d forgotten that you were so ... different from your father.” She finished pulling down his briefs and Roy stepped out of them. “Now in you go.” There was another smell that caught Amanda’s nose, even more enchanting than his teenage sweat. Amanda couldn’t quite place it. Her panties had become uncomfortably saturated. She’d never experienced anything quite like what her body was doing. The feeling would surely pass. Best to.