I told her it was one of the horniest scenes that I had ever seen. Continuing to rub my hardness through my trousers, she hesitantly asked and “How ...ould you feel if I were to want to have fun with another woman or man.”Hearing this sent another massive surge to my already hard cock. Having witnessed her earlier antics, I told her she knew how much I loved her and how much she knew it excited me seeing her exposing herself to random strangers. If she wanted to take it a step further I'd have no. Hisold body."What the..."Before he knew what was happening, his former body lunged at him, puttinghis wrist in a handcuff and covering his mouth. He tried to fight back, butthere was nothing he could do. His old body, much stronger than his newone, easily forced him down on to the bed and locked the handcuff to thepost.His assailant whispered some words than took his hand off of Will'ss mouth.He kept his face very close, close enough that Will'ss thought they weregoing to kiss."Please..." Will. She was a classy, intelligent, good-looking professional woman. Who, as I was to find out to my surprise and delight, was a total whore in bed. She lived about 1500 miles from where I did, and we only saw each other when professional circumstances brought us together. We'd known each other as friends for awhile before we realized there was a growing physical attraction between us. We began to feed this attraction with phone calls and e-mails. After a couple of months we finally worked things. ’ ‘What gentlemanly consideration. Thank you.’ They were in her small blue and black 4X4, a vehicle that seemed just right for a modern, confident and professional young woman. She reached across and patted his arm, he caught the hand and held it briefly. ‘Hmm.’ That reaction from her pleased him. ‘Here we are,’ she said, opening the basement garage door with a remote, driving in and closing the door. What was going on? He’d expected to be dropped off at the sidewalk. ‘Come up for very late.