In her mind, her sensations between pain and pleasure and the happiness of having him inside her got pulled into one confused mixture making her forge... time, space and herself. Buried deeply inside of her, he stopped the move, bent over her, gripping her hair with one hand and her neck with the other one, pressing the collar into her skin. She was full of him; on the inside and on the outside. “You are not going to go anywhere or resist any of my orders ever again,” he hissed into her ear. She. I wasn’t really certain why she was still accompanying me, but I was feeling a bit calmer now.‘Would – would it do any good if I explained it to your mum? After all, it was me that was caned at school – not you. You can say it was my fault.’ God – the things you do when you like someone...She was looking at me curiously, now. She had that puzzled frown on her face again. She half-turned away and blew out her cheeks.‘I don’t know. It might. Why would you want to do that?’I shrugged and looked at. Smith so angrily that Harold backed down."And now your wife pays the price, probably like she usually does, or maybe in this case not as she usually does," said the coach turning towards Gina.Gina braced herself as the coach's hands squeezed her ample tits. "Shit! They are real!' he said, then he kissed her, she pulled back for a second but he continued to kiss her.In their house Gina and Harold were both somewhat racist in their attitudes, which made the kiss even more shocking to both. Mr.. One thing that never occurred during these fantasies, however, was gay sex. Like many guys I had experimented a bit when I was a teenager, and I knew what if felt like to have another guy’s dick in my hand. But I had never followed up on these adolescent adventures, and I’d been happily straight for nearly three decades. But one day that all changed. At the gym that morning I had decided, for the first time in weeks, to vary my post-workout routine, which usually involves a brief soak in the.