Once my eyes focused in the limited light, I looked around and found Amenthia sleeping in a chair next to my bed. She was curled up, resting her head ...n the arm of the chair, using her left arm as a pillow. Her legs were tucked into the chair, which didn’t look like it was comfortable, and her breathing was soft and shallow, signifying she was deeply asleep. She had a haggard appearance that was a stark contrast compared to how she had looked every day since I met her. I had the distinct. For a moment, he simply leans in the doorway, listening to the sound of the raindrops as his eyes drink in the beauty before him. He smiles, fondly remembering their long, intense lovemaking the night before, the sweet melody of her orgasmic song, the taste of the sweat upon her when he bit her nipple to send her over the precipice of climax once again, the feel of her fingernails digging painfully into his back and causing him to groan loudly, the sight of pure white as her eyes rolled back in. They had known each other a long time but she had been abroad for studies and they were never a couple. When she returned, they reconnected and soon realized that they felt safe in living out their kinky fantasies with each other. And so, they got her to fuck big cocked guys while he watched, then later they got him a chastity cage and even got him to suck the guys hard and clean up after.Today they would take a new step in their sexual journey - they would try to do some sph - small penis. He actually started to laugh and stopped himself. My yoga pants landed on the floor by me and he said “I'm going to get you a shirt... sorry... I'm so bloody sorry.” I heard him leave. I reached up to the counter and got my cell. I called Peter as I was putting on my yoga pants.He answered “Hey, your awake.”I replied “I'm half naked in the kitchen and just beat up some fucking guy with an English accent who walked in on me when I was just out of the shower. He says he is your cousin,.