Even still, it seemed so hot in an outrageous way and at the same time made me so angry/jealous. It was the most intense mind fuck I had ever experien...ced. After the hour walk I knew there was really only one choice...because I still had that "hard on."When I got back Ashley was home alone in the bedroom cleaning. I said, "Darling we need to talk. Come over and lay down with me."She did and soon we were making out, clothes were coming off, and she was stroking that hard on while I was playing. . I have two daughters, Carly is 17 and Bree is 15. A few yearsago, Carly was in a really bad place. I wasn't listening to her, and kepttelling her to toughen up, and quit letting things bother her so much...Then about 3 years ago we had found out she had started hurting herself,and was spiraling down pretty fast..." Ben paused to wipe his eyes withthe back of his hand before continuing, "I was helping Sarah put theengine in her car, you know doing the heavy lifting and such. She noticedthat. “Sir, please!”The hand on her throat and his lips sealing against hers made her realize that her plea was for naught. It became dark. The blind fold was tight. The pressure of the binding was close to the point of making her see stars. Somehow, he knew when to stop. He knew how far to go. He knew what she needed.The gasp she made when the chair lifted off of the floor put a smile on his face. He knew she would not expect being lifted. He knew that she could feel the bite, the security, the. How may I help you?” she asks.“I’m Dirk…I just need someone to talk to.” Dirk replied as he shakes her hand.Evelyn is instantly smitten by this handsome young man and can’t wait to start flirting with him. So she leads him to her couch. “So what bugging you?” she asks.“Well…I’m quite ashamed of sharing this. But ah…ah…I have to say this!” Dirk reluctantly replies.“OK…go on!” she adds.“Well…I think…that I’m addicted to…ah…to…masturbation! I've been doing this since I was 15 years old. I’m now 25.