But as I entered my dick completely with force, it was all good and she was moaning like hell. Believe me guys, the warmth and depth of her pussy is t...he best place to explore for a dick!I started banging her real hard and she was trying to push me to slow down. But it was of no use. I was going at my own pace. I started thrusting her so hard that she didn’t want me to stop. She was uttering sexy stuff like, “Fuck me you, beast. Bang me like a bitch. Today is our day, make it the best”.Now I was. I wanted the second. I told Beau I was coming to his bed to honor him. I told Donna I was leaving Joshua in our bed for her.Behavioral psychology was intended to study why people did what they did. I used it to get my own way. It was wicked to use my skills for personal gain but I was just fine with the results. After all, wickedness is a perspectve, isn't it? JoshuaRuth pushed Beau onto his bed the moment we returned to the room. She kissed him wildly. She waited for nothing. She stripped him. Now, what are we going to do on a Friday night in Burbank for five hours? I've never been out here after dark before."He replied, "Well, I don't know about you but I'm hungry. That little discussion back there took a lot out of me. You hungry? How about I try to get a reservation at the Black Angus."I told him enthusiastically, "God yes; I'm starving. I need some feeding up, too; I'm too skinny."He told me with a big smile, "I disagree. I think you're perfect the way you are. Five or ten pounds. ’ A smile lit up her face. ‘No. I found you and brought you here. You nearly died because of the cold.’ He said. ‘Why are you still here?’ she asked. ‘I have nowhere else to be,’ he smiled. They talked for hours about the last few years of their lives. She told him about her abusive father: how she and her mother had been forced out onto the streets, her mother dying of the cold the same year. Christie had found her and had not been able to wake her. She had been forced to grow up alone. She.