I can feel you, your cock pushing to get out. I want you, need it. I plead with you to slide your cock into me just once. You say, I told you to be qu...iet and you push me toward the bed. You come forward toward my upturned ass and force me down onto the bed, my face buried in the pillow, you spread my legs apart. I can only hear as you unbuckle your belt, my pussy quivers at the thought of you finally giving me that cock that I crave so bad. You slide your belt off and trace the belt against my. It never did. Just like standing on her balcony in the night air never worked. She knew she was using her body just to bed some guy she met in one of New York City’s sophisticated clubs. She knew she was dishonoring herself as well. Stephanie was not proud of that, especially with thoughts of true love winding through the many cells of her brain. It was something she could not help though. In a way, she got off using her slender body as a man magnet. And that was essentially what it was. Men. "And why not? You were the best that has been in a very long time, you have come a long way in a very short time." Ben told me as he walked up the stairs. "I had no choice Ben, Cedric is, was a hell of a lot higher than I was. The only thing is he is so damn cocky about something I feel as if he has a spell I know nothing about. I was warned he has a plan to overpower me, though at this point I am at a loss." I told Ben who had a strange look on his face."It feels almost as if no matter what. Word files appeared this time; I clicked one open. It was a story- interesting ! It only took a few sentence reads to tell me the subject was one of her favourites… and the writing of it was direct, very explicit and strangely exciting. Was it something she had downloaded from the internet, I wondered? I knew she had a vivid imagination but this piece was so fluent and so , well, dirty, that I couldn’t believe it was her own invention. Also some of the action described was so bizarre and.