Frank started with my shoulders and worked his way down each arm. Reloading with lotion he carefully covered both arms and hands and each finger. It f...elt so relaxing. Frank’s hands worked there magic on my skin as I breathed in the smell of the lotion. Finally Frank moved down from my shoulders to my nipples. His fingers surrounded each nipple as the lotion made his finger tips slide easily over the tips of my nipples. My eyes were closed as I started to moan. He knew I was loving his touch.. It was quiet for a few minutes and then I heard the front door open. I heard him scream back into the apartment, "I'm leaving cunt ... and I am not coming back ... never! So fuck you, you fat bitch." The door slammed.I came out of the bathroom and threw myself on my bed, sobbing. I was so tired of his abuse. I was tired of being horny after we had sex. I was just tired of trying so hard to make the relationship work. As far as I was concerned at that moment, men were pigs. I hated anything with. ”Max moved away from in between Elena. Elena then laid down on her side and mouthed thank you to me and was soon breathing deeply and raggedly. It was like she had just run the mile.Max stood there and asked, “Why did you have me stop?”Since Elena was still in no condition to talk I said, “Elena was about to have an orgasm. And from the way she was moaning it was going to be a big one. When she’s like that she just collapses. And with her being in the position she was I don’t think that her. They entered the elevator and before the door was fully closed, Harry had the bags on the elevator floor and knelt before Helen, lifting one foot and then the other, removing her boots and socks. Helen looked at them, shrugged her shoulders, and sighed, almost like ‘look what I have to put up with’. But, she didn’t resist. She pulled the tank top from her jeans and pulled it over her head. Dropping it into one of the bags, she reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and let it fall off her.