He probably sees your marriage bed as his 'own', his 'safe territory', so for me to take you there Annie, Hmmmm! That would be like my laying claim to...that pussy as my trophy. Claiming you for myself. No longer 'safe' Annie, and more importantly......No longer HIS!Yes I know, it's a terribly wicked thought to be having, even worse I have put it down in writing, but tell me Annie, haven't you had thoughts like that too and, if so, does that idea excite you as much as it does me?Before you answer. All his toys were deprogrammed, and he ended up running from the cops. This was not an unusual ending to one of these stories… well it wasn’t until the author made another short forum post.“I managed to grab the bike and hide it,” the post read. “I can’t get caught with it. Maybe one of you can carry on with it… be more careful than I did. I’m not too worried about the cops. I’m more worried about the others.”“I dumped the bike behind an abandoned dealership in Carlisle, NC,” the post. About a hundred or so yards out, they hit a sandbar where the water was only a few inches deep in places, but no more than a foot. When Kathy reached the sandbar, the first thing she noticed was that Luce had a large red scar on her chest. She reached out to touch it, and Luce took her hand and held it there. She reached down and took Kathy’s other hand and placed it on her left breast, holding that hand in place as well. They stood there just looking at one another as Kathy’s pulse got faster. "Deeper, please, go all the way, I want all of you in me!"I repositioned myself to get on my knees in front of her.My cock got out when I did that but I grabbed my dick and shoved it back in, and then I pushed and got it all in... I had to push hard since her little kitty was so tight, even with all the wetness.I started to go back and forth, making my cock wetter and wetter with every thrust.I wanted to make love to her for some reason and yet I wanted to fuck the shit out of her."God it feels.