Since that is the only thing my husband seems to be interested in I will reserve it only for him.” I said.“What about anal?” Kshitiz asked.“No... right away, I haven’t even given my husband anal, but I think I might need to feel that giant cock of yours inside me eventually so I’ll have to think about that one.” I said.I eventually did start giving Kshitiz anal and oral, I’ve found to our mutual surprise and enjoyment that I am able to get nearly all of his beautiful cock down my throat.My. I bought jackets I still own which have held up well. I had a leather dress too that got so tight when I was sweaty, I cut it to pieces after I masturbated myself senseless one evening after work. Most recently, I bought a long leather skirt which goes to my legs & from there, a seemingly endless boot collection which continues to grow.As soon as I tried on my first pair of knee high leather boots & masturbated standing up, let me tell you that nothing could convince me this wasn't fucking. Emi felt him step away from her. She imagined him examining her marks carefully, head on one side, like an artist looking for flaws in a masterpiece. She was afraid that, like the artist, he might decide that he’d missed a bit, but instead of a paintbrush, he’d take up his belt again and correct it. Emi held her breath, not daring to move until he told her to. Apparently satisfied, Birch moved round to stand in front of her. He bent down, putting one finger under her chin and tilting her. I met her at 21 on Craigslist. I was tired of the same girls around my circle: dumb, ignorant, and inefficient girls. I just wanted...something else.Her came Sel. She answered my ad, and I was in awe. First, oddly, I fell in lust with her mind. We were able to speak upon the most intelligent things. Plus she was tall! I love tall women!Inside, she is the most sweet and kind woman you could've met in person.I was straight up in introducing her into my fetish. She did not care. It was all cool,.