"He laughs and says, "Ms. Morgan, it's right on the business card but I guess you missed it. My name is Rick."Mabel saves me by offering, "Well Rick, ...I want you to know if you're ever in the area feel free to stop in for a meal."Rick almost embarrasses himself when he gratefully says, "Wow! Are you certain of that?"Mabel says, "Of course! I love cooking and it's even better when it's appreciated."Rick offers, "Well Mabel, if you ever need a ride anywhere, feel free to call me." With a flourish. The next thing I knew he was kissing me, so unlike anything I'd just had with Jennifer. He was rough, powerful, and almost overwhelming. His lips and hands held me close, his strong arms almost holding me up as I pushed myself up to meet him. I reached down and tried vainly to pull off his jeans.He seemed to take the hint and in the second had unbuckled his belt, and pulled down his pants, revealing a sizable bulge in his boxer briefs. Almost as an afterthought, he threw off his shirt, and that. So far he was finger fucking her but today he brought a hot dog weiner. He spread her legs and inserted the weiner in her hole. She was tight but her got six inches in her and fucked her with the meat as he rubbed her clit. He watched her pussy pulse and knew soon he would get his cock in her.A week later at the office, he had her straddle his lap and he aimed his cock to her pussy hole and began to push her down on it. She screamed as the thick cock entered her tight hole but her father kept. I’m going to explode,” Penny begged some more. “No. We will take our time,” was his calm response. Then there was that sharp sensation again. But broader, with more pressure, and the drips ran farther and faster along her body.“Different wax?” she asked, between short breaths. Sam laughed. “Ice. It’s ice.” Penny mused briefly on the science of pain as Sam dragged what she now knew were ice cubes along her body. Unlike with the candle, Sam put the ice to work directly on her sex. He played with.