“Oh… oh…” I can’t help but blurt out these little squeaks as I move myself forward and back. Why does it have to feel so good? I cursed him as he laughs, letting me do all the work, proving to me that all my former bravado meant nothing. I bit down, trying to fight the release that was welling up inside me. I hated showing them just how good it felt, but I knew I couldn’t fight it for long. Read more