“Again. Harder.” She gasps out.I’m shocked that she wants me to hit her harder and I’m stunned into immobility, Taylor doesn’t seem happy ab...out this and starts to grind on my fingers.“Hit me. I want you to bruise me, to make me bleed.” She growls as she starts to grind harder on my fingers.As she grinds herself against my hand I use my free hand to strike her again. I hit her hard in the stomach, this punch is stronger than the previous one and she grunts in pain when I hit her before folding. The smell of mothballs was nearly overwhelming. I had sobered up enough to remember that I had my phone, so I turned on the flash and looked at the options. The material was all old, but nothing looked too worn or falling apart. Everything looked clean enough, but I didn’t really want to think too hard about that.After a couple minutes of looking through the costumes, I realized that they were all animal costumes. Not a single sexy pirate among them, just jumpsuits for tigers, bears, and even a. . I dont want it any more"Malik and I have been together nearly 10 years, we have a daughter, but we still go to bed naked after a shower, make love nearly every night (and not just missionary position), he and I love seeing each other naked, he loves me dressed provocativly (even in Morocco).Women and Men go to see a specialist when they have something is wrong physically or mentally (and in most cases they pay for the service), therfore in my eyes going to see an escort, hooker, prostitute is. ‘Just do me a favor and kiss me again.’ And with that, he did. I wrapped myself up in him as we kissed right in front of the restaurant, not really caring if anyone ever saw us. I realized how much I felt for him. How much I wanted him. And I couldn’t understand how I never noticed it until now. How my body felt like it had wanted him for ages and my mind was just now catching up. I never really eyed Professor Lavine like the rest of the girls that I knew, always keeping him at teacher status..