The owner had given him a knowing look when he presented the book, but Andy ignored him and trotted out the door to head home.The book sat on his shel... for a month before it caught his eye again the Friday morning Carmen went to visit her mother in Boston with the kids. He had taken the day off and packed them all off on the airplane, amidst the excited girls yelling in unison, "We're going to Grandma's house!"After lunch, he sat down again with the book and didn't resurface until late into the. It was a little too rough to get me off, but it felt good. He took off his shirt and he had some dark chest hair. He was completely naked except for his hat and socks. His dick was still rock hard, sticking straight up in the air. He grabbed my hips and lead me to sit in his lap as he angled his dick against my hole and spread me open wide as he slid it all the way in my wet pussy. It was so fat it took my breath away and I grabbed his shoulders hard as I fought the urge to cry. It hurt a lot. Bondage can be about so much more than that. Sometimes you don't even need to have actual sex to get the emotional release. It's about power exchange, it's about letting go, it's about giving yourself completely to the mercy of someone else. It's a really beautiful thing if it really starts to work right between two people." You mean that you couldn't be in a long-term relationship with someone who's not into that?" No, you're still getting me wrong. I've been in both BDSM and vanilla. The evenings that she went out with friends were hard on me. I would pace back and forth like a lion in a cage until she came home. As I heard her at the front door I would sit in my big overstuffed chair and pretend I was interested in the newspaper or a book. Alyssa would tell me about her exciting evening, kiss me goodnight, and go to bed.The few weekend or sometimes week long trips that she went on were the worst. I constantly worried about where she was, what she was doing, and with whom..