“Alright, loser submits to a whole weekend of deep bondage sex. No safe words except for medical distress, no quit, no mercy. From right after dinne... on Friday, to right before bed on Sunday.”“Are you sure you can handle that?” she asked, certain that she wasn’t going to lose.“Has someone already told you what it is or are you just confident in your ability to worm out the information? Be honest. If you’ve already found out, then you need to fess up now.”“I don’t know anything except what you. Gail was too sick to attend, but I did and described the ceremony to her as best I could, not knowing too much about the fashions the attendees wore. I had a strong flash of sadness when I realized the wedding was just a few weeks before Gail lost her struggle against the cancer that was eating away at her. She was only 72 when she died.“Thanks for the warmup Brian. What is this problem you think I can help you with?”“Grace cheated on me Gramps. She fucked another man.” He slumped in the chair. I dashed back down the hall, eased my door shut, and jumped in my bed. I laid there for a while listening to see if I'd hear him come down the hall. But after a while, I realized I was in the clear and I started to relax. Lying there thinking about the quick glimpse I had of his naked body made me tingle all over. I've seen him in a few stages of undress, but never fully naked. His body is fucking killer, naked or not. But the idea of him fully naked and turned on, thrilled me. The only. “ Like that do you Marlene?”, asked Bill, his voice strained. Marlene looked at him for a second but didn’t reply. Deliberately wetting her lips with her tongue she eased the head of Stu’s prick between them, moving her head back and forth slowly. Stu groaned. “God, I want to fuck you”. She carried on for a moment then stopped. “Not had it up a woman for a while then, sailor boy?” Stu didn’t respond, his eyes closed. She looked at his face, then down at his prick. “ Well let’s just get a condom.