We began to explore one another, and our loneliness was disappearing. I felt differently about Darla than any other woman that I had ever been with in...my life. For me, she was a very special woman. Slowly and deliberately, my hands moved all over her body. She let out a faint whimper as my hands fondled her breasts and touched her nipples. "Oh, Greg, I love your touch, but this feels so wrong." "How can it be wrong between us?" I said. Suddenly, I felt her hand rub my fatigue pants and begin to. Even though I was gagging I moaned as it felt so good and was oh so naughty yet fun.Aaron fucked my throat for almost fifteen minutes before he pulled out, had me stand up and spun me around and fell to his knees. I practically screamed when he began to tongue-fuck my ass-hole. he ate me out for ten solid minutes before standing and pulled me over to his desk. From out of his bag he removed lube and a condom. I applied the lube whilst he covered his cock, much to my sadness. I wanted it raw.. And it is in our contract.I regret signing the contract 5 years ago. It is not legally binding, of course, slavery is illegal but the detailed de-humanizing contract states in no uncertain terms that if I opt out then she opts out of our relationship. She became so enamored with her control over me that she locked us into this Master-slave relationship.I am not certain what would happen if I asked her how she would feel about ratcheting down the control and pain by a factor of 10 but I believe. Nothing else can make this feeling be more gratifying. After the first touch on my 10" inch cock, I begin to grasp it firmly. My grasp was so tight, I made sure it felt like the best pussy my cock was ever in. My touch is always soft but my firm is always strong and controlling.After a minute into the porn I was watching I start to stroke it and I can feel the beat of my heart become stronger. It was so hot in the library I can feel the sweat coming down the left side of my brow. My palms start.