Am I really doing the right thing?”“Remember, the best soldiers have no imagination. They see their duty and perform it to their highest standards...”Reba smiled at him, “But those without imagination don’t make the best men.”He smiled back; this was obviously a long-running topic with them.Changing the subject, she patted her husband’s arm, “This lout says you’re okay. Is it true you actually know how to read?”Ah, just like the Gilmore Girls, Reba was putting a guest at ease with some gentle. However, I think it helps both of us to say it and we understand what each of us mean by it," Joey responded"It is because I felt both of you could help each other because of your different experiences that I paired you up and I am glad you both think it was worthwhile doing." It certainly was from my point of view, if Joey had not been so shy and reticent I don't think I would have responded to him as I did. It made me feel that I was in control of the situation and I gained a lot of. I'll call her Macy. I was in the passengers seat while she was pumping gas, I told her earlier that I wanted to fuck her pussy so hard, but she told me to wait, I angrily but calmly said "Fine, but it's not going to be at home" with a slight smirk. I decided that I couldn't hold this honriness in any longer. Before I made any move, I made sure nobody was around, but I really didn't care if anyone saw me fucking my babes juicy wet pussy.I opened the door, shut it and walked the long way around. I was naked in Master Steven's basement dungeon. My wife Julie was fully dressed and sitting in a chair in the corner of the room watching me submit to a man. I was not gay, but I have always been very submissive and I had recently accepted my bisexuality.My eyes flashed at Julie and she smiled as I slowly sank to my knees in front of his bronze muscular body and awaited his next command. His hard 7" cock jutted out from his taught firm body and pointed toward my face.I kept my head bowed in.