..A while back I was having some personal issues. I was forgetting long spans of time, getting into arguments, blacking out and then later learning I ...was just in an angry rage. It took one really serious event to kick me in the ass and snap me out of that funk. I drank myself into a stupor, beat the crap out of two people at a bar, and finally tried to kill myself. After all that bullshit, I decided to look into getting some help. My family therapist was always a hard ass about every little. I love those delicate blue veins underneath the translucent skin of your breast. And, oh God, your sex! The gateway to paradise, isn’t that what Pacino said in ‘The Scent of a Woman’? Your wetness, your slickness, your warmth… Angela my love, I wanted to write an epic poem extolling my love for you and all that is you but… With distress Angela noticed that his writing was becoming erratic. Ah, shit. This pain is getting worse. I’m having trouble breathing. Gotta go. Please Angela, undress.. “Yes, yes, yes, you know how to make a woman cum!”My clit throbbed beneath my fingers. The pressure swelled in me. I moaned into her cunt, so close to exploding.And then she let go of my hair and stepped back. I stared up at her, panting, whining with aching need, my pussy clenching. Her hand shot down, seizing my right arm, and ripped my fingers from my pussy. She grinned at me.“Slaves only get to cum when their Master or Mistress permits,” she told me. “Did Juana tell you to cum in the. Now she is in her bra and panty. I sat on the bed and made her sit on the lap facing sideways.I started to kiss her and massage her inner thighs, which were so smooth like a sponge. Then I made her stand and slide down her panty to ankles, then I removed and threw it away. Now she’s only wearing her bra. I stretched her legs and kneeled before her.I touched her vagina with my fingers and rubbed it gently. She was holding my hair and pushing my head towards her pussy. I touched her pussy with my.