You see, I've been hogtied and laid on the floor, naked but for a lilac brassiere which presses a pair of huge, fake breasts to my body. My body, whi...h, other than for the hair on my head that she has insisted I grow out, has been shaved completely bald. My wrists are cuffed behind me and a chain from those cuffs runs down to the cuffs that similarly hold my ankles, so I can't even stretch my legs. I may have fallen asleep on and off, since it seems like I've been here forever, and I've lost. There was no way that I would have let that old friend near that woman. I was just a typically possessive teenage boy from the heartland, on this particular topic.Yet, as time went by, and experience was gained, I realized that I should have reconsidered the concept of letting him back into her life.The late sixties, with its sex, chemicals, rock 'N' roll and “swinging” seemed to diminish the effect of her first fucks. It did not. Only years after our high school class had dispersed to all. Luckily events took a turn for the good and all with Sarah’s organisation.Julie arrived and Sarah offered her a coffee. Whilst drinking and chatting Julie told Sarah she had a problem with her back door. She had been unable to lock the security bolt the evening before and had been worried as her husband Lee was away on business so she was alone in the house. Sarah, being the good samaritan she is, immediately suggested that I could go over to Julie’s and take a look at it.So once Julie had. Not that way anyway. I’ll do them in a threesome for him, but not on my own ... I like cock too much for that ... I like dogs ... Always have ... Like them ‘THAT’ way ... Your way ... But I’ve never had the chance to do one. I don’t know what it is about dogs ... I love the way their cocks look. I love the way they fuck. Dogs don’t lie to you – they just fuck you and then fuck off ... No bullshit ... I’d love him to be watching the show with his wife, and I come on with the dog, and he’s.