Gently we coupled. The urgency was gone but the passion was still there. On and on we danced. In and out. You could feel my cock sliding past your net...er lips. The hot fullness was so much nicer than a vibrator. And it was even better because it was me. You wanted me deeper now. You pulled me between your legs. I willingly complied. Your legs wrapped around me and pulled me in. I could feel your cervix now. The last resistance was gone. You had given yourself to me, body and soul. You allowed. His chest and stomach are covered with softly curly hair, but I wouldn’t call him a bear. There’s no hair on his shoulders, back or ass.His cock is about an inch shorter than Mark’s, but that still leaves it plenty long. Whereas the head on Mark’s cock has a definite flange, Bruce’s isn’t as pronounced. He is uncut and the head is smaller, but his cock is bigger toward the base, so when it’s in you, you know it’s in you. When he rims me he does it with gusto, rabidly licking and tonguing my. "You're shocked, aren't you, you lucky boy? Two women in your bed in one night."It was Rachel, Rachel was riding my cock!"What the fuck... fucking hell, Rachel... what the hell's going on?"Rachel's hand clamped gently over my mouth."Just enjoy, this is what we should have done twenty years ago. Me and Jackie decided to have a bit of fun. Gary went home to his wife, he fucked me, and sodded off, the bastard. When Jackie texted me to tell me you'd gone to sleep, I just had this naughty idea.... An hour later a woman appeared at my house with the jewellery, sending thanks from her ‘master’. Apparently she was a pleasure slave, and quite a pretty one. She was in her early thirties I suppose, blonde, and lovely tanned skin.She told me her master had sent her to me as a thank you present. That she was mine to do with as I wished until the next day when she was expected back at her master’s house.I was surprised to learn that men sent their slaves out to perform sexual favours for them..