I feel the coarse hairs of his beard brush against my neck as he leans in and begins kissing and nibbling my ear before driving his fingers knuckle de...p in my dripping breeding hole. I hold my breath, trying to stifle any moans and whimpers I might make as he repeatedly pounds his fingers inside of me. surely he knows I'm awake by now but I'm not giving in.his hand stops and pulls away from my dripping hole, I shiver slightly as I feel him trace his fingers across my hips and down my butt. " Go crucify yourself, Matt!" His fist lined up for another gut punch."I'll say it again, Peter! No means no! No matter how much you want it!" Matt laughed as he flexibly dodged the punch, grabbing Peter into a faux bear hug. Pierre began to blush as Matt's taller and broader form curved over him. His cock was rapidly hardening, forming a crease in his jeans. Matt's groin was right up his ass. The thought made his cock shiver.He immediately caught himself in his fantasy, his leg falling as he. My hands moved over his smooth chest and pinched his nipples between my thumb and forefinger. He did likewise and held my cock, tugging on it gently and squeezing my balls. I felt a finger probing my asshole, pressing againt the tight little muscle. We got up from the sofa and went into his bedroom. He took a tube off of the night table and applied a healthy potion on his fingers and rubbed it into his own asshole. He lay back on the bed with his legs stuck up in the air. I was knelt down on. At last I finally got to sit down and I realised why housework was soexhausting. I was relieved when Rita said she would do the washing upand empty the bins although slightly conscious that that was normally myrole. I seemed to be being groomed to be the woman of the house.Normally we tended to watch sport or action films on tv but I soon fellasleep on the sofa watching a coming of age melodrama. Whilst I slept Idreamt I was alone at Rita's Pilates studio wearing nothing but a blackburqa and.