"Miss me?" I asked and he lay on his bed his dark eyes glaring at me thousands of miles away and from the miles away I had so much control. I lay down... too and he was spying my breasts I licked my lips at him and moaned softly. "Why are you doing this to me baby?" He asked me. "I want you." I say and I stand up and begin to sway back and fourth to music that doesn't exsist. He was rubbing his crotch. It was so simple. I hadn't done this in two years. I told myself to stop feeling guilty and just. “Let me break her in for a little while,” Xander said. I loved hearing the desire in his voice, and that he wanted me for himself. He thrust into me harder causing me to cry out, which almost knocked the table over and also nearly made both of us cum.Xander slowly fucked me, his girth stretching me like no dildo I’d ever experienced, and after I was able to take him halfway he pulled out and told me to bend over.He smacked me on the ass very hard and then hit me harder. He positioned me over. His family moved him away, we said we would keep contact, but we didnÂ?t. I was alone again.Staying in my dads flat in the summer, I was far too hot. I got up in the middle of the night and stripped down to my briefs. When I woke up my dad was sitting on the bed, stroking my face. I kept still. Somehow in the night, I had kicked my covers off the bed.My sweet boy, youre so peaceful when your sleeping.I had forgotten how lovely his hands were. As his touch reached my neck, I felt my bulge start. “Luke,” she began in a surprisingly vulnerable tone, pressing her body against his. He gathered her into his arms and lovingly stroked her back. “Do you think this is all too much? Am I out of control? Are we?”“The way I see it, you can only be out of control if what you’re doing makes you or someone else feel bad. Do you feel bad?”“No, I don’t. Not even a little bit. I know I’ve said this to you before, but I feel like I should, yet I still don’t and that worries me. All the things we’ve done.