Daryl slipped his arms under my shoulder blades and cradled me in his arms. Helpless with my legs trapped inside Daryl's powerful arms I had to move m... hands from between us. Now my legs were out side my arms and pushed back into the mattress near my head and just above my shoulders. I griped Daryl's sides as hard as I could, trying to make it uncomfortable for him. But in his intoxicated state I don't even think Daryl felt me digging my fingers in to his sides. Daryl had me just where he. Is there anything I can get you?" "Oh, no ma'am, I mean Renee," David said realizing her misunderstanding. "This isn't sweat it's just water from the melting ice, and from me accidentally spilling a water on myself instead of the handler." Smiling and blushing still, Renee asked, "Well can I get you something? Maybe glass of ice water or ice tea?" "That would be wonderful. Ice water please," David replied, just as Jason walked into the garage, joining the two. Shying away at the taller man's. "Darren." She placed her hand over mine. "It's okay. I know." But... how? I mean... I'm sorry..."She smiled sweetly. "You don't have anything to apologize for." How long have you known?" For quite a while. I mean, I wasn't certain for a long time. Therewere plenty of hints. When I watched shows about clothing, like the onewhere women get wedding gowns, you were always right by my side. And youhad knowledgeable opinions about what we were seeing. If we wentshopping, you always pointed. Stretch me open. Make me scream. I want to feel you cum deep in me. Just fuck me, PLEASE!"He walks me to the bedroom, removing clothing as we go. Climbing onto the bed, he positions me on all fours. A flick of his wrist and he pours cool lube on my wanting asshole. Spreading it with his fingers as far in as he can go.The knowing smile on his face. The slap of his hand on my ass. And then finally his cock nudging my tender rosebud. The lube on his cock head helps him slide in with a pop. The.