She is the perfect picture of obedient submission and it is that obedience that I require her to demonstrate.A long time ago I had her learn the Gor S...ave Positions and I had her practice them until she could adopt them on command, but in our everyday life we really use only four (Kneeling, Collar, Inspection and Obedience). The Obedience Position is supposed to reflect her acceptance of herself as submissive and of me as Master. There should be no position she should be happier in than. Simon responds by pressing his lips harder against my own. Our stubble-less chins and faces glide easily over each other. I feel my own lips parting, apparently of their own free will. There is a clatter as our teeth crack against each other and we pull away, just far enough to grin and smirk, a tiny giggle erupts between us. Like girls. Then our tongues are darting over each other, writhing and jostling. Our mouths melding into one, sloppy, wet and messy whole. Gently grabbing a fistful of. I’d known him such a short time, how long would we have, what would I have when he was gone? You know what it’s like when you feel like this, particularly when you’re on your own. You go round and round in circles, trying to find the good and only finding bad. It was all I could think of, losing him, having nothing of him left. Then I had an idea, it was silly I know, but it made me feel better, not much but at least I perked up a bit when Jo came in. She was dead tired so I just made her some. One of them was reputed to being very well endowed.During a hot party, my wife told me she was being hit on by these two Brits and she thought I should know about it. I told her that the Brits were naturally a randy bunch and I’m sure that some of them were sexually sharing wives. Then she told me that Tom Upton would press his hard cock against her abdomen and it was quite large.“Oh, how do you feel about that?” I asked.“Sweetheart, I have to admit feeling his big cock pressed against me, made.