But it was the branding of the farmer's wife. With the farm's 'logo'. The farmer's wife, who was still lying quite numb on the iron roster above the d...ng pit. Shaking almost invisibly, her layers of white flesh acting as shock berakers on the cold hard steel. Harry's kinky revenge fantasy - that revived every time he thought about what the farmer's wife had done to him for weeks, without retaliation - was kindled when he looked at her, lying there on a roster. He had taken a bunch of candles. Sometimesimagination does run a little wild, but when the tale hits you a certainway, there is no other choice but go with the feeling and enjoy it. Myreal name is Bob but you can think of me as Bonnie Lea. I am morecomfortable being addressed that way, as you will soon see.As I sit in front of the mirror, putting on my makeup and anticipatinganother fantastic night out I look back on how the whole saga started.Boy tries on sister's and mom's clothes, but figures he grew out of it.Boy meets. She really looked like a naked angel. I had never seen such beauty as her before. This sight really turned me on.I noticed she had started to laugh after seeing my hard dick in my pajamas. Then she came and sat beside me. She told me that she wanted to have sex as she had never experienced it. This was the only time she could have sex as her parents weren’t at home.She was a virgin and so was I. So I took the best opportunity and have sex. I was very confused at first. But then she jumped on me. Usually, I purchase colored ones;sometimes, I get the ribbed kind. I always get flavored ones, too--Ilike to give the clerk and whatever other customers are on hand at thetime I make my purchase something to think about, something tomasturbate over. The flavored ones, for example, obviously suggest thatI plan to perform fellatio. The ribbed ones indicate that I am asensuous woman who enjoys as much sensation as possible. The colorssuggest the fun of a festive occasion; sex becomes more than a.