Living with Sharon was a mixture of mother/daughter and being lovers. I got my own bedroom and when naughty Sharon would tell me in her annoyed matern...al voice, “Go to your room and stay there until I say you can come back out.” Or I might simply go to my room and sulk, something that more often than not led to an exchange of words which in turn after a couple of warnings that went unheeded led to my knickers coming down and a bare bottom spanking across Sharon’s lap. Of course there were many. . as something that might later drive you away. But I'm thrilled at the thought of being affectionate with you now!" Yes! Thank you! These are my feelings too. David, I feel the same struggle within me, between a desire to be honest and a desire not to be clingy and blow my chances. But my desire to be honest is winning out. I know my own heart, and I want to be indiscrete. I want to tell you that I love you."The two stood by the ocean, side by side, leaning their heads together and watching. For the next hour I planned my revenge.I woke up in the morning to the sound of weights clanking in the O’Neal’s basement. Every so often Courtney would cry out in triumph or excitement as she dropped her weights to the ground. I was finally able to pull myself up from the floor and limp to the bathroom to shower the dried blood and sweat off of my body. As I gently washed my battered body I thought about how I could get rid of Becky once and for all. I would need Vic’s help and the police of. She was crying as he face fucked her. He was pulling her hair as he rammed her. After a while he pulled out. I don’t want to cum yet you fucking slut so get in the cab.He forced her in roughly fondling her arse and cunt through her panties and tights. He hands were huge and hurt her.Once in the cab he told her to take of her blouse and skirt. The sleeping area was filthy and stank of dried spunk and filthy sex. He told her to lie down and took some pics with his phone. He undressed. He was.