And the next thing I knew, Ray was on top of me, mounting me with his morning hard-on. So I went back to my mother–because frankly, I really didn’t have anyone else to turn to–and I told her that I was going through those napkins like crazy. xxx sex Porn-fucking
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Pornography had always played a major role in Ray’s life. By the way, this self-imposed body-stillness during cerebral-fucking doesn’t mean that you can’t use the muscles in your vagina to intentionally squeeze and massage the shaft of your lover’s fully-inserted penis. According to one Internet-hosted dictionary, “Nymphomania is characterized by recurrent sexual intercourse with different male partners, promiscuously and without falling in love (but not as a paid prostitute or call girl).” Therefore, I did not fit the definition of a nymphomaniac, because I was in a monogamous, loving sexual relationship for years with my live-in boyfriend, who would later become my husband. There was absolutely no romance–or any other type of exchange of affection (no kissing, hugging, etc.)–involved with Ray and I having a fast-fuck. In this particular situation, how and where Ray decided to ejaculate his sperm was always up to him, and not me. I suppose that the best way for me to start my story is from the beginning.
