I know this may sound strange coming from someone like me–someone who you always thought of as a nice woman who baked cookies and all that happy hom...emaker stuff."But the reality is that that's only part of who I am. I am also a woman who enjoys sex in a variety of flavors. "I especially love when a man takes control of me... that's why you have gotten me this far. I love when a man treats me a little rough and isn't afraid to fuck me hard and deep. I'm not made of glass... I won't break."I like. “Well it would appear we have unleashed a monster. Maybe you can keep her satisfied for a while.” Richard said as he appeared from around the corner of the hallway.“What’s for dinner? I’m starving.” Richard asked as he casually took a seat on the couch ten feet away from his wife as she sucked my cock.Joyce tried to mumble a reply. Between the cock in her mouth and Richard’s hearing loss they were having a tough time communicating.“Pizza is on its way. It should be here in the next twenty or so. I hadn’t asked to be attacked, but I still couldn’t get rid of that jerk on my skin.“I want to thank you for last night. For getting him off me, for holding me, for staying with me through all of that stuff after. You didn’t have to do that, Nova. So, thanks.”He flinched and I didn’t understand why. “You don’t need to thank me for any of that. But, can I ask a favor?”I blinked. “Of course. What do you need?”“Please don’t call me Nova. That’s who I was, not who I am. I’ve worked really hard to. I've got a nice view of it, not that I want it. The narrow rock shelf I'm lying on doesn't give me much else to look at, other than the crumbled remains of the significantly narrower bike trail above.I suppose I'm better off than my bike. It's somewhere down there. I might be able to see it, if I could move. Things are broken, that's for sure. I can't even pinpoint what, because the one time I was stupid enough to try to shift position, the mind-numbing agony made me wish I'd followed my.