) Sandra's Story.To people who know us, they will testify we are a loving couple, based solely on the fact we just appear compatible and happy to thei...r faces. We never openly argue or even seem to disagree, "Like two peas in a pod", someone once remarked, and yet like most well established couples, we have our secret and yes, like most, it's sex, I want it all the time, and my husband can't keep up with my demands and urges.Something happened to me, a spark or something, and it started one. Even when Gladys had run a fever which almost killed her at nine, Deborah’s back and legs had been chilly. Sam not only knew how to bank the fire in the Franklin stove so that the stove was warm into the morning, he surrounded Deborah with his body heat. Apparently sleeping in the same bed with a husband was not lying on your back while he lay on his a foot away. It was curling up around his forearm while he curled around you..“Now, Mike,” Governor Butler asked, “Isn’t the station we’re. Julie said that going down we will be back much faster. We went downhill. The weather was getting worse every minute that went by. We arrived onto a flat area on the hillside. The snow here was waist deep. I was wet all over my body by this time and so was everybody else. Amy started crying and asked me to hold her hand. I was frightened to because it got dark very fast and it was still snowing hard. Everybody was tired and hungry. I noticed Julie was disoriented and wasn’t sure in witch. I try to scream and struggle against you, but you easily outweigh me and are far taller than I am. You push me against the wall by the now locked door, trapping my body between you. Your hands grab my face; our eyes lock, yours full of violent passion, mine with fear. Our lips crash together, bruising underneath the force. Sliding your hands into my hair, you pull me closer, grinding your hardening dick against my legs. I bite your lip and grab your hair in response, grabbing your hair as well..