I was hanging limp by my wrist, I could feel drool running down my chest and I could hardly breathe. At that point I guess he decided that maybe that ...as too strong, so the geek boys clacked away on the keyboard and before I could protest, he stuck another dart in the center. The pain that ripped through me was definitely less severe than the first time but holy shit it was not a pleasant experience. The sad and twisted thing about it was that it made my cunt dripping wet and I almost was. He kisses and licks every spot on me – biting me where ever he likes, leaving dark telling bruises. He likes to mark me – there is a feral part of him that takes pride in it, and as I whimper and writhe under him, his wilder half slowly wakens. His touches, his caresses become rougher, more desperate. The beast inside him becomes so much more demanding, and yet he denies it – keeping it locked and chained, continuing to torture both of us, until the last shred of control is torn from him. Then. I just love a girl's body and I cant resist. My wife knows this and she pretty much accepts it unless I were to go to far with it. So one night the three of us were hanging out drinking and watching some movies at home. We weren't drunk but had a nice feeling going on. Our friend was sitting right next to me and my wife was on the other side of her. Our friend kept shifting and moving until she was right on top of me and I didn't mind a bit. I jokingly put my arm around her and she gave my wife. That’s when Mary said that it was only fair if the guys returned the favor and took off their trunks. It wasn’t long before we were all in the buff. I got a good glimpse of Mark’s manhood and he was well hung as I had thought. Then Mary started a word game. The loser would grant the winner a special favor. The first time around, Mary won and I lost, so Mary asked me to massage Mark. I did so willingly after looking at my husband for approval. When he just smiled, I massaged Marks’s shoulder and.