. until the day he unlocked her imagination.There he was, immovable in his original spot. Eight inches wide and three feet high, twice as tall as any ...of his neighbors. Five hundred pounds of cast iron virility, his coat marked by a few scuffles with motorized vehicles. All fights he had won. A few of the scratches were from her nails during heated make-out sessions.He was the alpha of bollards and he deserved a girl that could handle him. Until today, Becca was shamed by the inadequacy of her. The one I get is just what I expect."Thinking about the sky."The gaze upward at the endless blue. Kieran really is a summer person. All the time the sun is out and it's warm he'll be out here looking at the sky, wishing for wings. Me, I'm a winter person. I want the ice and the snow and the sky white, the sun hanging like a disc of thin ice. Then it is time for the hunt, to race across a frozen world after the scent of warm red meat. But Kieran wants wings, and it's the one thing I can't give. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he’d memorized. The voice answering was crisp, male, and ultra professional. ‘Thank you for calling It’s Just Sex! How may I direct your call?’ ‘I would like to arrange a—liaison.’ ‘Certainly, sir. Are you familiar with our procedure?’ Without waiting for a response, he continued. ‘We accept all major credit cards, money orders and, of course, cash. No personal checks. The first step is to schedule an appointment. Is there a. Then gripping her slim hips, I began to thrust in and out, slowly and steadily, letting her get use to my cock, before I sped up a bit, and Carol soon raised her legs up onto the edge of the sofa, and laid back more into the cushions, as I pumped her mature pussy."Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she kept saying as I fucked on her sofa in the middle of the afternoon, while Steve filmed us.Yes, I barely knew this woman, but she was a fan of our work, and really wanted to be fucked on film,.