’ ‘The women all know what they’re doing. They use stories as an excuse to do things they wouldn’t ordinarily do but always wanted to try doin.... This way, there’s no guilt and judgment. They can always say that they were hypnotized. It’s like saying that you didn’t know what you were doing ’cause you were drunk,’ said Jason. ‘We pretend that they’re hypnotized.’ ‘Whatever,’ I said. ‘It’s your hundred bucks for me to write whatever you want.’ ‘And can you read it aloud so that we can all hear. “Your ass is doing great, faggot boy, it is needing more already”! The man was teasing Marvin as he only thrusted couple of inches back and forth only and then withdrew his fist back to the point where his knuckles were almost expelling, making Marvin suffer on the very thickest portion of his fist, causing the ass muscles to stretch more and make the hole big, very big. Somehow, Marvin was not feeling stretching pain anymore, rather his ass was relaxing and every time those knuckles stretched. On the down side, I wasn’t able to please her again. I lasted only long enough to build Rhoda back up to another peak and she needed just a bit more to relieve her tensions.I didn’t have it, but she knew what she wanted. Although she said she didn't need it, I could sense she was dying to try it to see what it felt like. I picked up the toy for her as she scooted back on the table. I showed her how the buttons worked. Gave her the bottle of still warm Astroglide and told her to use plenty for. ?As soon as Brittany lowered herself, Vince pushed her over the bench. Clutching the back of her neck, he reached to her bum and grabbed a handful of her panties, pulling the fabric tight into the crevice between her thighs until it ripped away.Placing his knee against her spine, Vince untied her wrists and once the rope fell away, pulled her hands over the front of the bench. Brittany looked on with wild eyes as he collected the cuffs and secured them around her wrists.Once Brittany realized.