That sent my mind whirling. I thought what to hell does that really mean, is he just into his job and not interested in sex, or is he into sex but not... with women. After I got my composure back, I said, "I've got to ask, are you just not into sex or just sex with women"? "Just not into sex with women, I do love sex" was his reply. I dropped the subject and we watched the game until half time. At that point having finished a couple of more beers, Doug decided to take a shower. He went into the. Time to take a chance. I shift a little as if I'm about to wake up."Ugh, daddy," I whine and sigh, and reach for his arm 'in my sleep', wrapping it around my waist and placing his hand on my belly. "My tummy aches," I mumble and move his hand over my stomach in a circular rubbing motion.My tummy aches indeed. It's that tight, hot feeling I get sometimes. Sometimes when a boy kisses me. Sometimes when I read a naughty story. And definitely every time I see certain scenes of "American Beauty".-. I’m supposed to be turned on and I am, so badly, and it’s supposed to turn me on that I’m being turned on by being hypnotised, and it does and I’m almost panting. I’m supposed to play with my breasts, show her how hot this is making me and how I’d touch hers if she’d let me. I gently rub them, then pull at the nipples the way she loves. She’s so high above me, sitting on the couch like it’s a throne while I kneel at her feet. I want to go down on her, even more so than usual. I want to, but I. She broke the kiss and our eyes locked.“Fuck me hard, David,” she whispered. “Give me everything.” That was all the encouragement I needed. I maneuvered our bodies so that she was lying on her back with me between her legs. I thrust into her hard and deep and grunted with the effort. I draped my body over hers and rested my weight on my elbows and forearms as I continued to slam into her. Her eyes slowly closed.“Open your eyes, baby,” I told her, and I held her gaze when she opened her eyes.