“You can do whatever you want.”I looked back at her on the table. She looked at me. I moved toward her and the anger built. I grabbed my dick and ...ut it on her opening. The whole experience was otherworldly. I didn’t want to fuck her, I wanted to hurt her, and I didn’t have to wait long. I pushed into her and she screamed. I didn’t hold back or pause. I kept pushing. She tried to fight me, but I grabbed her hips so she couldn’t move. Her screams didn’t stop. I pushed all the way inside her and. I was startled by the heat, so much hotter than I was anticipating, even through his foreskin. He didn't thrust, he just held it there, waiting. My heart was still banging in my chest as I parted my lips fractionally. As I did so, he pulled back his foreskin and his erection seemed to self propel into my mouth. It was wonderfully hot, sweetly salty and, most importantly of all, it was another man's penis in my mouth. I was thrilled! Behind my blindfold, I closed my eyes and sucked him deeper.. He needed to relax, and the best way to do that involved her.He met Marie years ago earlier, playing some stupid online game. At first there was just playful flirting, but that quickly turned into something more serious as they realized how alike they were. It didn't hurt that she was so pretty, with dazzling happy eyes.The only downside? She was already involved. But they kept in touch, and eventually that involvement worked itself out. Once she was no longer entangled, they made plans to meet. You never engage with strangers like this but you’re feeling something inside, something mischievous.— Oh yeah? Prove itYou regret saying that as soon as you send it. You have no idea who this woman is, and she has no idea who you are. You can’t just say that to someone you don’t even know the name of. You’re sure you’ve gone too far and she’ll stop responding when more messages arrive in quick succession. I shouldn’t have said thatYou’ll get the wrong idea about meI never send photos to.