Tell the cock what it means to you."I kept my eyes locked on his as I began to speak, and Mike smacked hiscock against my cheek."Don't tell me, tell t...he cock. Worship the cock."I stared at his erection and cried out my words."You're the cock I live for. You're the only cock that can satisfy me.I love how you feel anywhere inside me. I love how you taste, how youfill my mouth and slide into my throat. I love when you fuck me, whenyou fill my pussy and take control of me. I submit to your. I kicked them across the room, into the corner. She played with me for a short while longer, before taking me by the hand and leading me into the shower with her. She closed the glass screen again, and in the fairly small cubicle we found ourselves with our bodies pressed closely together. The water was still showering us, and our wet bodies glided over each other. I reached out and kissed her again, in the same motion moving one hand around the back of her neck, and the other moved up to her. “I know, it just hit me again, that Mom and Dad aren’t here anymore.” She went and got a tissue to wipe her eyes, then came back and sat down.“Mom and Dad were both only children and both sets of my grandparents are now dead.” Jennifer paused to wipe her face again before continuing. “Dad talked once about a cousin or something but I don’t think he’d ever met that person. Mom never talked about any other family members. I kinda think that maybe there was a fight or something and Mom and Dad. And you in turn were therepresentation of every man who raped me; molested me; fucked me ordiagnosed me. I wanted to channel my hate inside you. I wanted to ripyou apart with my dick."I am more than a little bit scared by the wildness in his eyes and thespite in his voice, and of course the whole unsavoriness of the context,but I have to rely on my own anecdotal evidence. "But 24 hours later Igave you that chance. And you didn't do anything of the sort to me. Imean you weren't tender, but you.