For a few minutes we spoke about things in general. Then it came round to sex. I asked him where he got those ideas from. He just smiled. "Oh I've a l...t more to show you yet."He then removed the glass and tied my hand back up to the post. This time he tied my free leg as well. I guess I was past the introduction stage.He stood at the end of the bed and removed his clothes. His chest was smooth until his tummy where a line of hair went down to his cock and balls. His cock was standing straight. She should be studying and if Mr burrows walks in she will be in so much trouble. However she wants more, taking her soft warm hand and placing it on her lower thigh as she tucks her other hand under the collar of her dress and grasps it as if it has suddenly tightened around her neck. She takes a deep breath as her mind starts to fill with dirty little thoughts. 'Well my hand is under the desk, if someone walks in no one will see it. Surely that's MORE sensible than fondling my chest. I'm. I pulled her legs up and crammed my cock into her cunt. I lay completely on top of her and reached down to hold her ass. I pulled her cheeks apart and said to Ernest, Lube it up! Marcy began to protest but soon was moaning and cooing under Ernests ministrations. I have to admit that guy has great hands. I looked at Ernest and he nodded. I look at Joan and saw that knowing smile on her face. Marcy was about to lose her ass cherry AND have a rectum full of cum and she didnt know it. But Joan and. Jacks.” “That’s good son, may I call you son? I would like you to just call me John, if you would. "I never had any children. My first wife and I were told to marry by our parents. She was such a frigid bitch of an iceberg, that we divorced within a year. I then shied away from marriage. I still needed lots of pussy to satisfy myself. I was often able to have sex with various women and even the wives of some of my friends, until I was older, but it was never with the passion that it was with.