I felt Agnes stir, and her leg curled over me, and her thigh came to rest on my cock. Her softness and warmth caused it to come to life. Her small han... wrapped itself around me and I she whispered in my ear, “John, I love you.”I turned towards her and kissed her sweet lips. “Agnes, do you love me or is it the sex you enjoy?”She released me and sat up in bed. She glared at me. “You can be such an ass, John. I choose to be with you; I don’t need to be with you. I can have my choice of any man in. I unbuttoned my trousers and took them down, exposing my panties andstockings."Oh my god, are you some kind of fag?" he said."You don't understand," I said, "I'm being blackmailed into all ofthis."I felt better having got this off my chest finally. He made me tell himthe rest of the story and he made me show him my tattoo and the fact Iwas plugged."Right," he said. "Give me this man's email address and I will go andsee what I can sort out. Stay here for now and I will be back in a fewminutes."I. He was strong, he was masculine and he was handsome. In the looks department, Taylor had hit a home run.Taylor was my sister's live in cop boyfriend. He was a man's man. He was definitely a no nonsense kind of guy. There were times when I could hear him fucking my sister. I could hear the grunting and moaning as well as his balls slapping her ass with each stroke. It all resulted in her screaming orgasm, while I came softly making believe it was me who Taylor was fucking. He was one handsome. He keeps moving down to my skirt and drops it to the floor leaving me in my stockings, heels and white lace thong that glows under the black light above the bar area. ‘It’s my turn to see you.’ I tell him. He slides off his boots as I undo the buttons on his jeans. Oh WOW! He’s commando! I love that! Mens underwear is so un-sexy. As I push his jeans down I’m looking as his rock hard cock. It is beautiful. At least 8 inches in length and about 2 1/2 inches around with a slight curve towards his.