’ ‘Fine, fine lady that one.’ ‘And she’s an organ scholar, graduating with a Bachelor’s this spring. Fills in while Niall’s away.’ ‘...h yes, I remember her. Little corker, that one. PULL Pert little titties and a world class ass, just like her grandmother. Your shot, Father.’ ‘PULL.’ My string of hits was unbroken. The Colonel sighted his weapon. ‘PULL.’ His last shot missed, and he clapped me on the back in recognition. ‘Well done, lad. You’ve still got it, good show. Didn’t know there were. Hell, who knew?One thing was perfectly clear. Natalie wanted to do it. I don't know if she wanted to spouse-swap or if she just wanted Sam Hambrick to mount her. She had the hots for him. That was perfectly clear. That did create another alternative to my dilemma, I guess. I could just tell her to go fuck Sam and no one else. Would I'd rather live with that? I mean, which would be easier -- swapping, and knowing five other guys were fucking her, or knowing it was just Sam?So, there I was. Like. A sexual urge that came now and then and when it came brad started to fantasise about being humiliated and degraded. He was deeply submissive from a young age. At first Brad watched femdom porn, then he started to watch transsexuals and in the end gay bondage. He was however not gay himself, he wasn’t turned on by men but by the idea of ultimate submission. As brad turned 18 he felt the urge more and more and porn just didnt satisfy him anymore. He registered himself in a bdsm site where. Llegado el día fuimos a un bar en la zona sur de la ciudad, ninguno habíamos ido a ese lugar, teníamos el plan de ligar a unas chicas para pasarla super, pero la única condición era no m*****ar a los demás, si alguno se iba con su chica ninguno preguntaríamos nada por lo que cada uno llevo su carro.A las 11 de la noche ya un poco tomado y triste ya que no había tenido suerte vi entrar a una chica espectacular, era morenita, mas o menos de mi estatura, ojos cafés, cabello largo y chinito, tenia.