She really laid it on: how much she wanted me to do it; how happy it would make her; how wonderful it would be for him; and how she just loved her lit...tle pet so much for doing this for her. I was swimming in sugar and as usual, I closed my mind to anything but wanting to please her and earn her love. I stripped and went into the bedroom where he was waiting. We had sex and if was rather pleasant for a change.By then, I had been with them over a dozen years and could barely think for myself. I couldn’t help a spike of sadistic pleasure as I imagined making her rub mine, whether she liked it or not.My little naughty mental excursion was quickly cut short as I realised how distraught Amanda was. She was going to break her phone, and I stopped her, taking it from her. What her parents had said was perhaps not completely wrong, then. I could entirely understand how helpless rage could lead her to break things, taking it out the only way she could. If that was the worst consequence of. It was definitely raining more heavily now and people were hurrying into shops that were of no interest to them in order to get out of it.She had checked the indicator which said 12 minutes and she knew that might mean anything up to 30 minutes so she was wasting time looking at the big bus map on the wall of the shelter when a figure came barrelling into the dry,almost knocking her over.“Sorry” she heard in a deep voice but she continued to study the map and studiously avoided looking at the. " She said softly, her face showing her surprise. "You fear ... you fear you will lose me as well?"Martin met her stunning emerald eyes with his own dark brown ones and slowly nodded his head. Dysea pulled his head to her breasts and felt his arms wrap around her almost painfully. "That is why ... that is why you make love to me with such passion and intensity. You fear I will leave you as well." She whispered. "Like Anja left you?"Martin pulled his head back and looked at her his eyes wide..