That the United States is like a ‘gigantic boiler. Once the fire is lighted under it there is no limit to the power it can generate.’ Being satura...ed and satiated with emotion and sensation, I went to bed and slept the sleep of the saved and thankful.”― Winston S. ChurchillAll of a sudden, the Yanks were everywhere. They were all over North Africa. They were driving up and down the British country roads in their jeeps and tanks and even training on the beaches in Scotland and England. It wasn’t. What do you have in mind?” “I want to feel you inside me, Steve. I can’t get the thought out of my head.” “Then by all means, hop on.” He says with a thick groan as I continue to stroke him through his slacks. He undoes his zipper and button lifting his hips he lets his slacks move down around his thighs. His cock stands high and hard wanting to feel me as much as I want to feel it. I look around making sure the couple is still asleep. Once I know they are, I relax a little. My nerves calm a. Yeah, I used the word "play" because Our relationship is based on a consensual power exchange. We won't engage in anything that involves somebody being forced. I submit because I really like it. I do have a safe word but have never used it. In truth our play doesn't usually get real rough. The turn-on is in the exchange of power. It's a form of foreplay that is very intoxicating. So far I have never been ordered to do something that I wouldn't do. At times, it's a challenge but I really do get. " Bernadette's eyes grew large with the statement about anal. She looked like a kid look at Christmas who received the wrong gift. Then, she inquired on whose idea was it? I told her that it was Desirae 's choice and I agreed to it. Bernadette looked me right in the eye and said, "I want it. I want your cock in my ass. We'll have to do it." Now, she was a woman with one goal on her mind. This was her future quest and I was her choice to achieve it. Her sexual appetite went wild and told me her.