“I am not a big fan of most early 20th century American literature! Other than All the King’s Men, I preferred Orwell, Huxley, Asimov, Shakespeare... Twain, Poe, and Dickens.”“Are you sure this is the right thing to do, Tiger?”“Once I had Alli, the die was cast; the Rubicon was crossed. That decision was already made. The inflection point was our conversation earlier today. To use the phrase as it was in Star Trek, we’re going into the undiscovered country of the future.”“Not the one from Hamlet,. The view of my (well lubed) round ass right next to his hard throbbing cock (threatening to invade it) must be amazing. I arch my back, both to prepare my self for what will happen next, and to seduce him even more.I feel the big mushroom- beautifully sculpted- head, wet and slippery, rubbing against my tiny, tender and virgin (well, small butt-plugs and few fingers- not necessarily my own fingers- don't count) asshole. His hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. His hand slips. .. I shuddered as she stopped just short of brushing against my balls, the sheet now resting entirely on my thighs. She lingered there for a moment before returning to the small of my back. My heart raced as she remained focused on my ass for a while, cupping and rubbing, her fingers constantly approaching down between my thighs but never reaching my manhood. “You’ve got a nice ass. Do you work out?”“Not as much as I should.” Technically true, while implying I actually went to the gym. But. ."Miem take my case to the door." she looked puzzle I was not to leave until tomorrow. The slut did as told. When she return I took her by the collar and lead her into the spare room. A spreader bar hung from the ceiling. "Now you fuck mutt, attach your right arm." slut miem did as she was told. Standing on her tiptoes to do it. I attach her other arm. I knew she felt the pain at once. I had stretched my slut before never like this!Her big toes held her weight. I kiss my slut, then spit in her.