Just as I once more settled down I heard the clicking of the VCR as it stopped rewinding. I grabbed the remote in my hand, and pressed “play” caus...ng the video to start. Eager to get to the good stuff, I quickly fast-forwarded through the credits and copyright warnings. The screen then flashed to a scene of a young male and female passionately making out. It wasn’t long before the girl’s top was off and he was greedily licking her breasts and nipples. Seeing how no one was home, and I was. It was not so much that he wanted to find out what lay beyond those fields, he wanted to find out what lay inside him. What made him think the way he did? And why did he lust after that Mrs D****r so? The people of the village were good to him and his family, and he hated turning his back on them. Was this all there was? Life and death in a little backwater village? He wanted the countryside to explode in a fireball of adventure and new life. Full of sexy women that would show him. He asked.Yes master I will do whatever you say but please don't put my head back underwater, Sandra pleaded. Tom looked at her for a short while and then moved towards her.And what is to stop you changing your mind when I remove the barrel? He asked, you're saying you agree now but I bet at the first chance you would change your mind and then where would I be? How are you going to prove to me that you really mean what you say and therefore convince me not to continue your treatment? Tom. Say it again.”“You faggot,” said the guy. “You fucking faggot. Lick my ass, you pansy.”I moaned some more. I was pretty much dissolving now. Well, all of me was dissolving except my cock and my tongue and my hands and my feet. My cock was the most solid thing in the world right now. But everything else was melting pleasurably as in a warm summer rain.The guy was pushing his ass back into my face. He fell out of my wife with a shluuup.“Ah shit,” he breathed. “Sorry.”She giggled. “It’s okay,” she.