..do it....fuck it". I was moaning but ... just, well...lost it. "GOD YES....BABY....FUCK ME" amongst the sounds of fast, rhythmic skin slapping. "Ahh...hhhhhhhhhh" she screams "OH FUCK...FUCK". Then I heard her say "Push my body flat on the bed" and then this i went to town.We where in a middle of a wild Fuck-a-thon. Now the headboard is pounding off the wall, I was moaning and .... almost in tears "Oh Hohohoho, YES" she screams "BABY". I was moaning gets louder, realized I was getting close, But. I suppose a lot of women would feel abused being petted the same way as a dog. I just enjoyed it for what it was, and knew why my dog liked it so much. The sense of touch is so basic, so primitive, so sensual.I squirted some body wash on a wash cloth and did my front. My nipples were up. I had a chance to get my man back and that was exciting. When I got to my butt and between my legs, I imagined Jack pounding into me, both front and back, staking his claim, making me his once again. There were. Things moved now to the living room, warm dry and cosy. They drank coffee and discussed why he had brought his mate along, ( he introduced him as Guy) saying “he had told Guy that she was `something special’” and that they were “going to stay over,” and that he thought he may need a `bit of a hand’ as he was “ok in bed, but his mate was better and as she was `a firecracker’ he may need a hand!” Guy, said little, just smiled, while she looked flattered, but eyed him apprehensively. She finally. I was crying. Hard.“Paul!”A soft hand on my shoulder.“Taylor? Erin?”“I’m here Sweetie.” Erin answered softly.“What happened?”“Three men broke into the yard at the house.” This time it was Lynn.“I remember that. The one guy grabbed for Blossom and I jumped at him.”“The leader hit you over the head with his pistol. You went down like a rock. You were bleeding a lot from the cut on your scalp. You were breathing and had a pulse. One of the guys took Erin upstairs to rape her and she killed him. We.