I inhaled deeply through my nose and tried to get my bearings. The TV had been shut off, but the night light in the adjoining hallway gave off enough ...llumination for me to make out a tall, manly figure dressed completely in black standing over me. He leaned down close, his breath sending chills down my spine when he spoke. You try to scream, bitch, and Ill cut your throat, he growled into my ear with his raspy voice. I felt the sharp point of a knife against my throat and I nodded slowly in. "She was breathing hard, excited by her fantasies of that big dong inside her, his face over her, his big body around her. "Who gave you lessons?" He looked down at her, but did not speak. She realized this was a crucial moment for them, both sitting on secrets. "My Daddy got me turned on to good sex." she whispered. "Oh Christ, it was my mom." "I loved it. He was always in my sexdreams." "She was always in mine, and she wanted me to quit worrying about the size of my cock." "Daddy got my Mom. I decided to dress her up in something festive for xmas. I had stolen a cute little Santa’s helper dress from the store the day before and I thought it would look good on her. I stripped her of her remaining clothes and held up her limp body, slipping the short, sexy dress over her body. It fit her perfectly. Then it was time to say goodbye to her. I decided to kill her by bagging which was something I have not tried before on my other victims. I took a plastic bag from my sack and put it over. At work?Every room in the house? YesIn a car while traveling along the interstate? Yes, sometimes when I'm driving and sometimes when other person drivesWhat do you fantasize about when you play:A significant other? NoA friend? YesA friend's spouse? YesA stranger? YesA co-worker? YesA member of the same sex? Sometimes, not too oftenA member of the opposite sex? Most timesA past lover? Yes, especially family membersWhat position do you play in:On your back? YesStanding? YesKneeling? YesSitting?.