But tempted by courage or insanity Stephen had. He told Alison for twenty years he’s loved her. It was a strange, sad sort of love. The kind built f...om a workshop of hidden desires and torturous ‘what if’ questions. If not as depressing it’s as potent as real love. ‘I mean what am I suppose to say to this? Thanks for making the trip up to see me? Christ.’ Before you throw yourself into a plausible fire you have to see what’s coming. Maybe real love demands a happy ending. One with a glorious. ..........to be continued.He returns some comments before continuing with the story:More thoughts that have occurred to me on re-reading this:1. In your submissive mode, kneeling on the floor. You would not have greeted Carin, but would have remained silent until I gave you permission to speak. I would punish you for that slip.2. I have not blindfolded you lately. Your comment about it increasing the feeling of submission is one I'll remember. I was aware of that - being naked and. It was a little disconcerting, but I loved being treated like this! Don't move Susie....As instructed, I didn't move. Matt rammed Blackie into my cunt, REALLY hard. I felt my cervix instantly spread and I was "full" again. God that felt great. My ex was laughing, well now you have a really big cunt! I really do, I said. I NEVER wanted that feeling to stop. It didn't hurt me, but it did take me by surprise. Hey, take it easy, ok. I felt someone push down on the back of my legs and "pin" me to. I kissed my way down his body and stopped at his gym shorts. I hooked both fingers at the waist band and yanked them down. The most perfect cock I have have ever seen was straining against the pretty pair of panties. I then told Scott, "Don't worry Scott, you're secret is safe with me." as I licked his cock through the fabric. He replied with, "Somehow, I knew it be." with a sense of urgency. I slid the panties off his torso and took his cock in both hands and guided it into my mouth. I started.