My logic was that I couldn't stick my cock into anything so I would stick things inside me. It gave me pleasure but never an orgasm..I used to read a ...ew girlie mags at the time and loved looking at pussies and the readers letters. I read about anal sex and I wondered what it must feel like. Maybe it could give me something that was missing from my sex life. I never imagined I would find out.One night I was bored with my own company and really just wanted somebody to chat to. As I had done. .exquisite. A movement and noise from the side of the room interrupted them. They looked over to see the husband, smiling with the camera held to his eye. "Oh, don't stop, please keep on doing what you are doing," he said. So they did. The guest reached down to help her to her feet. He pulled her close, her erect nipples pressed against his chest as he kissed her. He could taste his cock on her lips. He reached down to cup her ass to pull her closer. While neither said anything they both. Mouth brushes were a favourite contraption of Ninas little nail brushes which fitted into a person?s mouth and were kept in place via a piece of elastic tied round the head. Nina took up a position on one of the fur-lined couches in the room whilst each girl, in turn, was ordered to complete the polishing of Ninas boots with her mouth brush and with her hands clasped behind her back. Now this was very difficult to achieve, especially from a kneeling position, and more especially with Nina. Rage filled me. "You mean you and the rest of my family have known for months that my dad is dead and you didnt have the curtasy to pick up the damn pfone. I missed his funeral and everthing." i said my voice dripping with menace. "Well darling we didnt want to bother you with such drab news specially after the wedding dibacal. oh before i forget, here is what was left to you. she says openeing the front door and briniging in a guitar case and attached to that was a letter and a check. I sat.