"Aren looked a bit sad for a moment but it seemed to be very fake. "Illgo get your sister then." She rummaged with the white shirt in the back,before ...etting Maxine's hair and dis morphed upper half of her face popout behind her. Aren tugged it over her head like you would a jacket,letting it all fall into place. With another tug on her neck justbeneath the shirt a strange line was revealed, that as she pulled uprevealed itself to be Maxine's lower lip. She grabbed her nose and herlower lip,. For instance, the guy fucking my wife is getting rough, and you dont want to start fighting, she would say, oh this is great, he reminds me of Carl, I would know she wants to stop, so I would then go thru a scene of my back going out, we would apologize and say our good byes and hobble out. You can have different words for different things. Im not too experienced with the male bi-sexuality as my wife is with the female bi-sexuality, but I suggest any experimenting in this area, should be. I didn't examine her mind to find out why my gesture was so well-received. I was too excited about the fact that she wanted to kiss me.To digress a moment, I should point out that I usually ignore such thoughts. The fact that a woman wants me to kiss her does not mean she won't think I am a horrible person if I actually do so. Still, the emotions behind her kiss were extraordinarily strong, stronger than I would have expected to see. She didn't even know me! I obliged and kissed her. Her. I walked round to the end of the bed and assumed my position - kneeling on the edge, legs apart, head on the mattress and my arse facing up to him. I love this moment of helplessness, being at his mercy, knowing what is about to come. I didn't have to wait too long as his hard cock was now pushing into me. I held firm, gritting my teeth as this time he managed to enter me. I felt myself grip the bed sheet. "No, wait" I moaned "Take it out" God, the pain! "Ok, try again ...slowly". I knew it.