Why, did you like it?" I did. I liked it a lot. Is that the sort of thing you and your wife do?" She asked me very seriously."No, not at all. I wrote ...hat story for a friend of mine in Malaysia. She loved Fifty Shades of Grey, so I wrote a story for her. She is a real person, and I used her real name to make it feel personal for her." You know I never read that book. All my friends at work raved about it. What do you and your wife like then?" She asked me.I found this a very intimate question. I can't thinkstraight now and don't know how to protect my self, even less after She hasforced me, apparently voluntary in presence and with the legalised signatureof a Notary and my lawyer, to sign each page of a document with a supposedconfession of my deviations. My 'will' is for me to be Her ward and myvoluntary degraded passion for what She is making do is my unmistakable'preference', to be enforced by what She is doing to me, by a totaltransformation by surgery. She is going to make me a. I removed her t-shirt completely from behind only and started to play with those sponge balls. i observed that she was breathing heavily, i thought that was the correct time to face her and look into her eyes. i stopped suddenly what i am doing, stepped back and turned her to me and she was very much blushing and looking down covering her beasts with one hand.I lifted her head and saw directly into her eyes, i never saw such a expression in anyone’s eyes so far. Those eyes are are telling me so. Then the intensity of his motion began to increase as he started really pounding her into the mattress. For her part the breathing became shorter.Finally he let out a groan as he pushed as far into her pussy as he could and send his load deep into her. She kind of stiffened and was gasping during this time but afterwards they both relaxed and held on to each other.Unlike me he managed to get hard again right away. So she had him pull out, roll over so Barb could ride his dick.Once again their.