Brett released his hand off and continued to apply more pressure. I felt him penetrate into me. I swallowed hard as he plunged deeper into my ass. I l...oked up at the sky. Brett grabbed the collar of my t-shirt and ripped it down the middle. He gazed at my chest, then began twisting my left nipple with his hand. Brett began to pump into me hard. I had my arms out on both sides of me trying to steady myself. Brett bent over me, my legs straddling him. He placed both hands on my shoulders holding. " Okay. I'll see what we can do." I sat down in the drivers' seat andstudied the map I had brought with me. After five minutes, it was clearthat every body would get their wish, just a bit more driving involvedthan I first thought.Finally, the last two people turned up, the luggage hatches shut, Iclimbed aboard and shut the door and eased out on to the main road andheaded for the M5 motorway and south west.Chapter Twenty TwoOnce we were moving, there was speculation as to where I was. Muscle memory kicked in, back to the practised, automatic strokes, my mind free-wheeling around elements of my hollow life. Vauxhall Tigra. Dinner for one. Endless channels of crap, curled on the sofa stroking Ruggles' chin. Then falling into bed with just my hands and toys for company until orgasm and sleep overcame me, needs never quite fulfilled by the synthetic apparatus.When he tipped his head forward all I could think about was kissing the exposed flesh of his neck, reaching to whip off. Her father was a tall, austere man, a model of rectitude. As befitted the head of an investment firm, he exuded correctness.Sue's mother was a nonentity. Her father ruled the household. Her mother did little but lie around and invent new illnesses. Her sex life hardly existed.But both Sue's parents were naturally leery of Ben. Not only because he was so much older than Sue, but because of an indefinable aura of corrupt weakness about him.Sue won out in the end. After weeks of tearful pleading,.
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