She had said that she was open to any suggestions. "Wow! What a deal this could turn into", he said to himself. They could both experiment with diffe...ent raunchy, sexy things to do to each others bodies. He imagined his cock slamming in and out of her hairy cunt, while her legs were raised in the air exposing her snatch to his ramming cock. Maybe she would even agree to them both doing a sex video for their own pleasure. They could lay in bed and watch the video. They could do scenes like the. She knew he was right–some of her girlfriends had told tales of their boyfriend's and husband's sexual prowess and how good their cocks felt inside them. She had been envious of some of these stories and wished her husband was more well-endowed.On top of that, their sex life had not been what it once was. She could put the blame for that on their financial worries but it didn't make much difference why they didn't have sex only that they didn't.He pulled her forward onto his cock again. "No. "Stop!"But the girl had already plunged the knife through one of the eye sockets that had been pressed close to the bars; a muffled cry of pain came from inside the cage as the bloody knife was withdrawn. Daran ran forward, reached out his hand in time to stop a second strike. With a hand on the girl's elbow, he tried to pull Sira back, but she slumped, sagging to the ground."Sira," said a worried Daran. "What were... are you alight?"The small shoulders shook. Daran realized the girl was. I felt Adelia blinking as she looked at me. The studio audience felt breathless, and I could only imagine what the world must think about me after I made that confession to them.My cheeks burned as I said, “I like... BDSM. A lot.”“Holy shit,” Danielle gasped, staring at me past Bethany. “You're a futa-domme,” gasped Leah. Her strawberry-blonde hair spilled about her flushed face. “That's kinky,” giggled Lola. She glanced at her wife.Jen nodded.“Well, that is quite the eighteenth birthday,”.