I abruptly stopped sucking, I kissed his body upward and looked him in the eyes."Fuck me." I said, in a soft voice.My favorite position has always bee...n missionary. I got on my back, bent my knees and spread my legs."I'm going to fuck the shit out of you." he said, as he rolled over."Fuck my brains out, baby." I replied.I let out a gasp as I watched him grab his cock ans put it in me. He wasted no time giving it to me, but good. He was fucking me with long, deep thrusts. The cheap bed moved with. A smile crept over my face as I remembered the first time I saw him. Slouched over his books in the library. I was looking for a book on human anatomy, and he got annoyed at me for talking to myself. He got up and walked past me, reached for the book, gave it to me then walked back to his seat. He didn't even look at me. That was uncommon, not to gloat but even in college, I got a lot of stares. "Thanks," I remember telling him. "No problem," was what he said. Not even looking up as he spoke.. " Paula said. "It's almost five. Why don't we leave it until the morning? I'm sure you can find it then." Maybe I am a bit overworked." Paul sighed as he shut off the computer and packed his things in a brief case. Soon joining her in the elevator. "Want to go out for a drink?" Paul asked, as those in the elevator made jokes of Paul and Paula's name being so much the same. "Sorry, sir." Paula said coldly. "I got a date with my boyfriend tonight." When Paul got to his apartment, he found a. " Why is that? You seem to have changed. Changed dramatically, I'd say." Yes, I have, sir. That's the problem. I see the other women, I see how they respond to the training, and I've realised something." And that is?" I can't respond to men. Sexually, I mean. I only cum with women, or on the Sybian, or with a vibrator. You should divorce me and marry someone who can be happy with you." I see." There was a long pause, during which neither looked at the other. "Supposing," Henry Knott struggled.