And the everyday pleasures of life seemed mundane now.I was fully under my girlfriend’s control both literally and figuratively.There was no way I c...uldn’t let this go any longer. I didn’t want to continue this torture. But what option did I have?When it did happen, it happened all of a sudden. No sane man would do what I did in this story. And yet I don’t regret it.Two weeks later, I woke up to slaps and her sitting on my chest without a piece of cloth on her body. That was how she had decided. I then suddenly turned her around and held her by waist while I kissed her neck and back all the while pushing my hard cock against the crack of her ass, I then reached for her breasts and squeezed them hard. I kept on going at her back and felt her ass and then breasts I slowly then proceeded towards her pussy and pressed it from outside trying to feel it "ohhhh" she moaned. I then turned her again facing her leading her by hand took her to bed, all the while kissing her on her lips I then. ”Several more seconds of silence followed. Then Bert said, “Maybe we should try that.”Matt leaned back. “What? Suck cock?”Bert grinned. “No, have our cocks sucked.”“Oh,” Matt said.More silence. Bert quietly said, “Or we could try sucking cock.”Matt looked at Bert. “Yeah? You and me? Now?”This time Bert shrugged. “I guess. Why not?”Silence. Matt smiled. “Okay, let’s. Who goes first?”He looked down at Bert’s crotch. Bert had been squeezing his cock, and he had a half-erection. He stretched his. Something about their next meeting! So, we were right... the organization does exist and Max Keele is a member!" So... ? Not to belittle your information, Baby," her good- looking, tall husband replied after sipping at his drink, "but we were already fairly certain of that fact, weren't we... ?" Fairly certain, but not positive, Jack," she reminded him. "Now, we are!"He nodded; she was right there, of course. Prior to this, the so-called social club was little more than a rumor... an.