" And he goes into a rage every time the word "divorce" comes up in our brief conversations. He really freaks me out sometimes. I think, when the time... is right for cutting the big blob loose, I'll let someone else break it to him, like the 6 O'Clock News, while I am safe some place far away.Mom, unfortunately, is still living with us, still pushy, pushy, all for her little girl. She can't abide Harold's new enterprise... all of a sudden, bowling is too declasse for her, and she thinks that the. . I think I love you..." She took my hands in hers. I suddenly saw in her face that Heather was more mature than I was. There were thoughts floating behind those magic eyes that I did not want to hear. "It's okay. We don't need to understand it all right now. It was real. For me too. Which is why I wanted to ask you... can we go out and see the stars again?" I stammered, "Yes! YES! Tonight? And... no brownies?" She grinned up at me and my heart went nova. "Yes. Tonight. And I don't think. She grabbed the lounger with both hands to hold on as he fucked her. His balls continued to slap her clit, and she felt her orgasm sweeping over her like a whirlwind. Tingles raced through her body up from the place where his cock was sliding in and out of her. She cried out, nearly screaming, as her orgasm ripped through her. She felt her cunt spasming around the man’s shaft, and she saw flashes of light behind her tightly closed eyes. She collapsed onto the lounger, burying her face in her. I can't resist any longer, I reach down to touch myself, but he grabs my hand. "Tonight, you are receptive, and you will receive nothing I don't give you."I make a noise that is somewhere between a groan of frustration and a laugh. We are a partnership, with give and take, but he has his moments of this, and it is, as I know, natural.I am an independent, strong-minded individual, and I don't really think of myself as submissive, but when he really wants something? He usually gets it, and it.