. well... that first contact with a woman. It is the pursuit, the chase, the hunt, that I crave. Without a periodic fix of that rush I will crash. Har...d. It’s as though I’m a bushman (pardon the pun) on the savanna and if I don’t go out hunting regularly I will simply whither away and starve. Don’t get me wrong. I am not a sex addict. I could probably go the rest of my life fucking one woman. The old ‘in-n-out’ while delicious and satisfying in its own way is... well its just the old. She had an amazing body to go along with an insane rear end. As I examined her more waiting for my next courtisy bump she would give me I noticed her blue dress was really really short. I bit my lip and decided this is the one. I'm going to try and get freaky with her. I had never been at a club before let alone grinded on a random woman before. But I knew it I was going to grind with this black, blue dressed woman I would need to make a move and do it fast. I had seem multiple people starring. ‘Shhhh,’ I whispered to her. ‘It’s all right, honey. I’m right here. It’s all right to cry,’ ‘Oh god, Sherri, I’m so sorry,’ she said. ‘Will you stop that? You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m sorry I can’t do anything to take the pain away.’ ‘Nobody can,’ she said, softly. For several minutes, we held to each other without speaking. ‘She left me a note,’ she continued. ‘She said she couldn’t keep doing this…whatever this was supposed to be. I never saw her again, never heard from her,. He does not want them to be able to come off easily. After He is satisfied with the clamps, He instructs her to start using the vibe on her clit. He wants her wet and “purring” ASAP, like the slut He knows she is. But, she is not to dare cum. As she is working the vibe on her clit, He instructs her to start moving it in and out of her pussy. He tells her to close her eyes and pretend that He is fucking her. As she moves the vibe in and out, He reaches over to touch her pussy. He is happy to.