"You can't stop me. Not that a cumslut like you would resist." You take the hint and start to weakly struggle, pushing against my chest with your hand...s, knowing that turns me on. I grab your hands and lift them over your head, holding them down roughly with one hand. I smear lube on my cock, pull your G-string to the side and push at your hole. You struggle, which makes your ass wiggle against my hard cock, increasing the friction. I lean in and my cockhead slips inside your hot, tight tunnel.. I turned and looked at him and smiled, but we didn’t embrace right away. Instead I sat on the bed, crossed my legs, and let my nighty ride up high on my thighs. Ted followed my lead and sat on the bed near me. We chatted for a minute and then he put his hand on my bare knee. It was the first move and it felt electric. I licked my dry lips and then reached over and put my hand on his knee. His hand traveled up my thigh a bit and I parted my legs. Then he leaned over and started kissing me on the. And thank her, for lettingme borrow you so much," Michael said."I will. I hope I'll see you back to work soon," Samantha said, and gaveMichael a peck on the cheek."Me too." Michael replied,Sam left, and Michael found himself fidgeting now that he was alone withLorraine.He found himself struggling not to be nervous, but found himself feelingawkward in her presence."So...." he said, looking everywhere but at her. With Sam gone, acertain amount of "military" had been allowed to escape, and the. What would another five years bring? Or ten? Or twenty? Would she still be the same woman who once believed that she could do anything? What was that old saying? ‘What you can believe, you can achieve’ Maybe so, but first you have to be able to believe it, and sometimes it was hard to even remember what that sort of ‘belief’ felt like. The exhilarating sense of freedom and power that came with the feeling that the future was wide open, that the past and present were just steps leading towards.