The ‘he’s too old’ or ‘he’s too fat’ excuse won’t cut it. Understand?’ She nodded her head. ‘When do I have to give you an answer?�...�� she asked. ‘Monday morning, when you show up for work,’ Ben said. She swallowed the saliva in her mouth and eased her dry throat. ‘And if I say no, what about Dad’s promotion?’ ‘Nothing in life is guaranteed, Candice. Promotions, jobs. Everything can disappear in a matter of seconds. They come and go. There is always someone waiting in the wings, thankful for. 'Semen makes for a good lubrication', he muttered, and I could feel him push all around my anus, especially when he put his other hand on the flat of my pubis and he pushed his finger in behind and rubbed my supposed and elusive, 'G-Spot'.'How does that feel Mariel'? He spoke as he moved his inserted finger in large circles, my sphincter muscle was stretched as never before, and his personalising his abuse by calling me by my first name, made it sound matter of fact, but it hurt and I had to. "It's too old, darl." "I don't care," I said defiantly, "I love it." Lenny had left school as soon as he could and became a mechanic, focusingon motor bikes. Now, at twenty-eight, he owned a small Ducati dealership, rodebikes all the time while dressed in his brand new red leathers and black helmet.He and his friends would take off on weekend jaunts across the channel andride through France or Spain , leaving me behind in dreary London . I didn'tlike his friends much, all lads who swilled lager. That night was only supposed to be about her teasing our limo driver by letting him see her naked and watching us fuck. Things progressed in exciting ways that night, however, and she ended up teasing AND fucking him after our nice dinner out of town. To say living out that fantasy met with our expectations is a major understatement. We shot a video of the experience and still watch it nonstop. Afterward, I kept waiting for negative repercussions to emerge in our relationship. To both of our.