...I am kneeling on my living room floor. I am naked, I am cuffed and collared and I am waiting. The sharp biting pain of the nipple clamps has my a...tention. The fan in the window is blowing a cool breeze across my over heated skin. I can feel a bead of sweat start on my forehead and slowly roll down my face. I want to reach up and wipe it off. But I know you will be walking in that door any second. My heart beat quickens. You have already called to say you are on your way. “Rose, be. Besides, some of them women sure can cook. Of course none of them cook as well as you do," replied Roy."Thank you. I know we'll have a lot of fun. What kind of costume would you like to wear."Costume? You never said anything about wearing a costume," he grumbled."Honey, it's not that bad. We can wear whatever you want. I think we'll feel out of place if everyone else has a costume on and we don't. So, any suggestions?" Martha looked at her husband and tried to decide what he was going to. Daddy never cared about my fucking or how many had me, he was a sperm lover himself, I had watched him pull a cock from mother and swallow the ejaculation, with the poor guys shocked look as his balls bounced on daddies chin, I guess orgasms are designed to prevent the act of stopping, my first DP in the ass happened that way, he just snucked-in as I exploded, and I came out the other end with two cocks dancing inside me.'How long have you been fucking'?Nothing like a direct question to get an. It was a strictly all male school that believed in football, religion and education basically in that order. Next to our school was the private all girls’ school which we had some interaction with. I can tell you that there is nothing worse than being at a catholic school when you’re not catholic except for being a middle class/poor white boy among snobby rich boys. To say I didn’t fit in would be an understatement. I never liked snobs and still don’t. I figure everyone is equal and people.