Labia smoothed by the fabric with the slightest crease down the center.Page 2. 'I can hurt you in ways you never imagined.' She wavered ...but still intended to maintain the meaning of her no's. 'You wouldn't hurt me in any ways.' 'I will hurt you. Don't you hear me? Aren't you understanding me? I will...' 'No. No, you can't please. I don't want you to. So please.' 'Let me finish, sweetie. You interrupted and didn't let me finish. I'll hurt you there.' . Naples: Monday NightI unlocked the door to room 193, which was down at the end of a hall of doors to offices and conference rooms. Inside, I heard the shower in the bathroom running. I tried to remember enough rudimentary Italian to talk to whoever might be in here, since I figured it was middle management. "Allo? Che c'e?"A female voice spouted Italian back at me, quicker than I could ever hope to translate. The only word I caught was valigia, which means suitcase or bag. I assumed she thought. I breathed on it for a second and then kissed and licked her earlobe. I moved down and kissed her behind her ear, down to her neck, then made my way across her chest. I breathed on her nipple, making it hard, and then kissed it while rubbing the other one with my finger. I began to suck harder, making her moan more. I looked up and her eyes were shut tightly. “I want you so badly,” she whispered heavily. “Please, fuck me now, I can’t take it anymore.” I smiled and moved my face back up to kiss. The next day when we got home I purposely made him strip of his clothes on the pretence of wanting them for the washing machine, seeing his big hard cock had an unmotherly affect on me and I wanted to sample his goods ever more.I was a sex starved 35 year old them, who’s husband was away most of the time with his truck. I offered to teach my son the birds and the bee’s sort of stuff as his father had not, but I actually showed him one to one for my own needs. Tom wrote two stories about this.