”“But you and Bill...”“Yes, but it’s just sex, not making love.”“Ouch. Even when you and I were at our lowest point, it was NEVER ‘jus... sex’ for you, even though there were times you pretended it was. And even when you were trying to hurt me, you faked ‘just sex’, you didn’t actually do it. Was it ever ‘making love’ with Bill?”“I thought so, at least at first. Now I’m sure it wasn’t. I think it was a mistake.”“If that’s true, you don’t need my advice.”Jocelyn smiled, “I think I just needed to. Do....it please, please no more no more......." begged Julie.Julie had wanted to tell him no, but her pain-filled body caused her to reconsider. She felt her resolve weaken even further as she continued to writhe under the force of the cane strokes and she also felt a sense of humiliation grow deep in her being. She had never felt to utterly helpless in her life. Her voice still cracking from the sobs that wracked her she repeated his words."Your slave awaits your pleasure,........... her tits,. Close. Being "close" in marriage lasted only moments, usually an embrace before stripping and making love. But dancing forced you to wait, to feel the warmth of your partner, and to generate an excitement that led to anticipation. She enjoyed the intimacy.When the band took a break, everyone rejoined along the chairs. It turned out that Tina, who was a couple of months pregnant, wasn't feeling well, and Wes had to return her home. Tim and Jamie were happy to hear that Wes could return with. I wanted then to realize that yes, I liked it and I was good at doing it. He slid almost out of my ass and just as quickly slid his cock back in he made a few stroke in and out before he started yelling, “I am go to cum”. Unlike the adult men that had fucked my ass before it did not feel the same as he ejaculated his cream into my body. I did however as his cock slipped out of my ass I felt the wetness drip down my thigh. It was then the younger ones turn with me. He wanted to get his cock.