Once again a cue was placed between my legs when I took my shot, but this time it was the thicker end not the middle section as before. Again I worked...my clit and ass over the cue after the shot. My husband was now passed out from all the beer and pot and just laid in this large leather chair.After the other players played there rounds it was again my turn. As I got ready to take my shot a pair of hands grabbed my hips from behind, I did not think anything of it, as the guys, where touching me. "Give it to me!" Lori shouted gleefully. "Give me your cock! Fuck me, damn you! Fuck the piss out of me, damn you! Come on, you cocksuckers... fuck me!"Sandy heard the girl shouting, and knew now that it would not be difficult at all to get her for Rob and Joey. It was quite evident that Lori not only looked like a fluffy bundle of sex, but she actually was one. One thing Sandy knew without any doubts now... Lori loved to fuck! The teenage girl loved to fuck so much, she wanted, to be. Marsmen are too ruggedly independent for that. It doesn't mean there isn't any, though, especially if some yahoo gets a snoot-full and begins to think the world owes him a favor. We were cutting through one of the local sunrooms which was fairly deserted at that time of night when I noticed three big bruisers heading our way on the path. I wasn't too worried but I brushed my hand over the budge in the small of my back. Like most Marsmen I pack a pistol when I'm out and about; my old 2mm service. "… that what she had said last night as she was falling asleep. The words surprised him. He knew she had feelings for him - he had feelings for her as well. You can't have a relationship like theirs without developing strong feelings. D/s relationships are built on trust, honesty, loyalty, and respect.These things go hand in hand with deep caring and a measure of devotion. He understood all that. But he knew of her past and he knew that she had been hurt–badly hurt–by previous relationships,.