" She blushed, shifting in her seat, knowing where this conversation was going. The part of the conversation that she craved, and the part that terrif...ed her. She wanted so badly to burst, to beg and plead for him to touch her, to take her. The words were on her lips, the phrases and names that she had molded herself to, that he used for her. The duality tortured her, sometimes. A shy slut, a self-concious whore. Maybe that was what made the rush and exhileration so strong to begin with? He. We poured just enough water to make the door window fog. I guess there was also a lock on the door from the inside so I put that up so that there wouldn’t be any disturbances.“ Well that takes care of privacy, and the heater makes enough noise to keep our voices masked.”While I was saying this I was facing away from Rhea and didn’t notice what she was doing. I turned around and was shocked to see her stepping out of her bikini bottom. She covered the two steps to me and pressed against me like. The things one does for her hubby, I sighed. Well, I started to get her more used to his presence during our live stream sessions. It took some time, and at first she stopped and covered herself, giggling shy with a blush while escaping frantically from the camera view. That was her initial response when we faked that he supposedly surprised us in the middle of our masturbatory live sessions. Ok, no panic - that is natural first reaction, I thought. I also pretended to be a bit put off with his. “All fours, please.” Please? Right ho.Kneeling, face down, I felt her tongue licking slowly over my buttocks and then something slippery at my arse and then something cold and heavy pressing against my hole. “What….?”“Shh. Trust me.” The thing slowly opened me, stretched me, a slight burning sensation before I felt myself close around its stem and I felt full. “Wait until you feel this properly before you say stop. If you don’t like it, I will stop, I promise.My first experience of being.