’ He then retreated to the kitchen, kicking himself all the way. ‘That was real smooth sport’ he whispered to himself. ‘What are you going to ...o next? Offer to hold her books on the way home?’ He tried to rationalize his feelings. He was under stress, she was the only woman he’s been near in ten months, and he hadn’t jerked off in a week. ‘I just need to focus and quit thinking about this girl. I don’t need my life to get more complicated by accepting this bullshit situation.’ Then he. I had to spit into the jar. finally Igrabbed his cock behind the knot and squeezedrhythmically as I bobbed my head back and forth over hiscock.I could hear him make little gruff growls as he startedcum, jets of semen filling my mouth. As I spit the messof saliva, precum and cum into the jar, Lisa’s fingersslipped inside me and rubbed my g-spot while pinching myclit with her other hand. My orgasm crashed down upon mewith the same force as the belt earlier.This set the standard for everyday. One of those people exuded a gentle power that could not be ignored. It lifted and buoyed the spirit. I felt better just basking in its presence.The whole atmosphere of the room seemed to change with the coming of these three holy people. Everyone was more relaxed, and they all enjoyed their meal even more than usual. Smiles were appearing and sighs of contentment could be heard around the room."Wow, someone has a direct line to 'you know where'," Kate said, quietly awed."Is it just me, or does. I was a shy boy and this was before the internet so I didn’t do anything other than fantasize about it for years, and a few years later this experience dominated my dreams as I learned to masturbate.It wasn’t until I was 18 years old when I had the courage to ask my girlfriend at the time if she was interested in bondage and she agreed to tie me up. That was a great and at the same time scary experience but she did not enjoy it and as it turns out our relationship did not last long.I did not.