I struggled but he easily locked shackles on my ankles too. My new friend seemed to take some enjoyment with my struggles. Lying next to me in a pile ...f rubble was a heavy, padded body bag resembling a mummy sleeping bag made of some shinny material. I knew if he got me inside that, there would be no escape. I fought with all my strength, kicking my legs wildly, but with my arms and legs restrained I could not stop him. He stuffed, first my feet, then my ass, then all of me in the bag, pulling. ., harder.., make a real woman all.., over.., again! As Im breaking a sweat again by pumping my huge cock inside of my wife, I said to kayleen between each of must hard thrusts, You see how a real woman takes it from a real man? Oh, oh, yes, Kayleen says between breaths. Thats how its done, I said as Im still pounding my wife. Then I continued fucking and saying, Theres a reason why my wife and I dont do it regularly, because I like her to be nice and tight. And in between my thrusts and my. My excitement built at this realisation. My hands closed tighter around my solid shaft and then clawed gently at my sensitive nipples. I opened my thighs, giving myself a more stable stance as my body's fuel rushed to my swollen helmet and the excitement to my head. I weakened at the knees as a small drop of precum flowed from my trembling erection. The teen now turned to face the window again but still continued to watch himself in the mirror, still wanking himself firmly. I had a perfect view. The base of the tower was an airy open circle, with the enormous open portals, one facing the bow, the other aft, framed by the building’s buttresses. Above my head the space rose to a hammered copper dome, shining from a thousand small lights scattered across its surface. Feeling a flash of a sense-memory, I confirmed my suspicions with Ship: each of those tiny points represented the current location of a star as seen from the Cupola at this very moment. The overall effect was sublime.Noticing.