Author:Heterosexual male. Primarily dominant but love to switch on occasion. Story was originally written for lover starting at Part 2. Revised, lengt...ened and added Part 1. Ladies, feel free to contact me if you like what you read. sinnswap AT gmail DOT comTHE VISITPart 1a – Wound up and getting readyIt had been the longest week of your life. In your wildest dreams you never thought you’d end up wearing a real chastity belt, let alone letting someone else have the keys to it and your. I had to make out with this man now. The elevator door opened and standing there, waiting for it was a little Hispanic woman, short and pudgy, dressed like a housekeeper. We excused ourselves from her, he grabbed my hand and off we were giggling and making our way to our room. Once inside it was no holds bars. We were kissing each other passionately while taking our clothes off as though they were on fire and we needed them off like yesterday. He both acted hungry for each other’s touch. I love. . We almost like them better than we like you!'" Hmm," said Danielle. "That might have something to do with it." Yes," said Magdalena, "it might." Under the dorm room's fluorescent lights, she looked not so much pale as bleached, like someone who had been kept out of the sun for too long. Or someone who had been continually outshone. "Please don't call me Magdalena, by the way." Why not?" said Danielle."It's ... It's what I've been called for all my life," said her roommate, "but ... I want to. This was fantastic, I thought! The house was empty and I had an idea. I jumped out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I had an idea that I thought would work even better than the muffins. Tom loved jam more than anything else in the world.I got the jar from the cupboard and ran back upstairs. Tom was still on the bed licking up the last of the muffins I had left him. I lay down and pulled my knees up to my chest, then began to spoon the jam into my cunthole. I pushed half a dozen.