’ Deep down I was excited, loving the banter and the little element of role play. I took Brad’s arm and we went to the restaurant, which was roman...ically set out. Very subdued lighting and candles on each table. The hotel brewed their own craft beer which thrilled Brad and he ordered pale ales for us. ‘You look good, Brad that shirt suits you.’ ‘So do you, just beautiful. I so love your underwear.’ ‘You can’t see any underwear.’ ‘Exactly. That is what I love about it.’ With each course we. ”“Will your mom be there?”I shrugged, “I have no idea. If she is, and she’s alone, I’m pretty sure that will be a death knell for my parents’ marriage.”“How do you feel about that?”“Shitty,” I sighed.“For you to use that word means you’re close to despair.”“Should I be jumping for joy and doing cartwheels?”“No, of course not! But untreated depression is a dangerous thing, as you well know.”“Jocelyn?”“And Angie. We tried reducing the anti-depressants a bit and she began to regress. We put her. But I did as I was told. Mark put me facing the edge of the bed and told my husband to kneel in front of me so he could watch as he put his cock in me. I was really nervous. I had never had anything close to that big. He pushed his cock against the entrance to my vagina. It felt huge, like it would never fit. But he knew what he was doing he would push in a little bit and then pull back getting a little more in each time. I felt like I was being split in two. pretty soon I felt like I had. He was still spurting deep inside me when he started to walk towarda a near alley. We were sealed so tight all I could do was follow or be dragged behind him. His spurting was starting to slow. I tried to pull off of him but we were still stuck. I was thinking of what I would do if he couldn't get out of me. He had claimed me and I had submitted to his will. Now it was time to separate. I had to get back home. I was thinking of what to try next. I thought that maybe if I had an orgasm I would.