It all started when I met Becky Anderson. She was a real hotty! She had a body that a guy might dream about while masturbating, you know the type; big... innocent eyes in an exceedingly pretty face and a body that would be at home naked on any topless beach in the world. I knew that girls like her existed, but I never thought that I'd ever have one.I met Becky at work. I'd graduated with a bachelors in Business Economics and found a job after only a few weeks of searching. It was at a. Your mouth against my ear, gently moaning. I slip my finger into your hot pussy and you whisper “yes, yes”, rocking harder against my hand. I push my finger against the ridge of your g-spot and press the palm of my hand against your clitoris, moving my hand in slow deliberate circles as I feel your orgasm build. “I want you to cum for me, cum hard for me” I whisper into your ear as I continue to rub harder and harder. You need to hold onto me as your body starts to tremble, your legs. “Very sexy.” John said in a condescending tone. “Now let’s do it again.”Suzi repeated the process a second and third time before she complained of feeling sick and dizzy.John purposely ignored her complaints and required her to continue until he was content that she had succumbed to the full effects of the Nicotine.“That’s enough for now.” John said with satisfaction. “As soon as you start to feel better, I guarantee you’ll be asking me for another one.”John ordered a full meal while a very. ’ The two kissed again and then Cal led her to her room, closing the door behind her as he turned to go to his own bedroom. The next morning she was cooking breakfast when he arose. She looked like a Greek statue standing there behind the stove aglow in her nudity. The next two days would be the most glorious Cal had experienced in years. They took pictures in the ancient barn behind his house, at the spring, with the horses, swimming in his pond, swinging on the tire swing that hung from the.