He sat down on his desk wondering what they would be talking about. Normally, he would have made up an excuse to skip having drinks with a girl, but t...is time he knew he would regret it if he turned down the offer. He usually didn’t have the guts to interact with the opposite sex which led him to constantly question his sexuality. At 22, he had been with only one girl during his first year of college and she had broken up with him a few months later. A lot of girls showed interest in him but he. She took it and they stood on their knees together, his large hands grasping her ass, then running up her back and over her tits.“I need to be inside you, girlie,” he said, looking into her eyes.“I know. I want you inside me. Just go slow.” She reached up and kissed him, then turned and dropped to all fours and arched her back. Her spread, glistening labia invited him forward.He inched behind her, running his hands over her hamstrings, ass, and back before reaching under and firmly massaging. You pressed your eyes tightly closed, moaning in pain as another memory burst like a bubble before you...Pain.Pain raged through your body, along with numbness and shock. You took a step back, staggering as your left side was torn away in a bloody mess. Your staff spun to the ground, along with the arm that held it,your black robes now slicked with your own blood. Your heart beat in your chest, and you could feel coldness gathering under your skin. Death. Death was coming now. You spat blood. Moving his hips forward, he pressed his thighs against his wife's and laid his dick on her ass. The feel of her thighs alone drove his dick wild, and it bounced another four of five times against her ass in excitement. Slowly, he pulled his hips back and his swollen cock head dropped behind his sleeping wife. He lined it up with his left hand, and slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, pressed forward with his strong, tight ass until the head came to rest directly in the center of her pussy lips..