He felt the explosion welling deep inside. If she kept fuckinghim like this, he would surely lose it. "Baby, you know if I cum, we're done until tomor...ow," he teased. "No, please don't. Don't stop touching me. Jeffrey, please." "I know. I'll try. But you want me to cum, don't you? Why would youdeprive me?" He slid faster, his dominance subtle. How could she deny him? Why would she?Yet, both knew that there was nothing she could do. This game was his to play.It ended when he decided. His body. It's like flogging a dead horse."Earlier that evening I had lost wood during a session of rumpty pumpty, and Gwen had been forced to give mouth to groin resuscitation to restore my libido, which unfortunately was a wasted effort. This wasn't the first time over the last few days I had failed to give Gwen the shagging she deserved; the shagging she expected and, quite rightly, she got bloody angry when I didn't come good —pun.The session would start off well enough; my prick, steel stiff,. May I shelter my horse in your barn for the night?’ ‘Certainly,’ he replied. I went outside to smoke. The south-wind was stronger, now, and blustery. Fat streets of black and silver clouds drifted across the sky, south to north. I anticipated a storm. The trees around the house swayed in the constant wind. I untied my horse and lead her to the barn. I unsaddled her, made the stall comfortable with fresh hay, fed and watered her, then returned inside to check on Stella. Bradford was sitting in. I never thought about being with a man before. It was never discussed, even in our fantasy role playing, yet here he was. Kim told me to come closer and the next thing I knew my legs were moving, with no control from me and I was walking towards Kim and Dave. I kept staring at Dave's cock as Kim stroked it. I stopped and I was standing next to them. Kim got on her knees, reached up, took my hand and pulled me down next to her. I was within inches of Dave's cock and still I could not take my.
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