I had desires. I had fantasies. And none of them were about my wife. They were about girls at work, my son’s girlfriends, and random girls I saw.Yet...I was always able to contain myself, and my fantasies remained fantasies. While I teetered on the edge of the rabbit hole, I still had not dived in. To appease the desires swirling throughout my head I would a number of things. I’d have sex with my wife, jerk-off to porn, and look at pictures on the various escort sites while stroking my hard. She asked him all kinds of questions about his military exploits in Judea. He happily opened up to her and she listened to him looking extremely interested. Penelope was gauging him as possibly being a friend to her. She liked the man but was undecided whether she wanted another male in her life or not. In the meantime Attia talked with Marcus' son Julius about his exploits in battle. Julius told her of putting down some minor tribal skirmishes on the Isle of Sicily. He was home for some legal. ” Chris said in a hoarse voice.He continued kissing me and felt all over my chest. He knew I was sensitive about my nipples, and flicked them repeatedly, making me gasp. I hold his face to mine, deepening the kiss. HE grabbed my cock, stroking it fast and slow, which drove me crazy. Then he pulled away from me. I tried to pull him back down, but he forced me to stop.I guess he wanted to surprise me because he got out handcuffs. Those sure enough surprised me. But he took the handcuffs and. One of the rules. I must not remove the blindfold until I am given permission to do so. I could remove it; my hands are free. But I will not. I tremble at the thought that there may be more to come. My almost naked body, spread out on a bed, exposed to anyone who might see it, reeks of debauchery. Debauchery is smeared across my skin. Is there anyone here to see? I don’t sense anybody.Where am I? I can’t possibly know. My mind grapples with the basic function of memory; the last thing I.