My husband loved to see another man fill me. We had a little ritual that a day or two before a date with a lover, my husband was not allowed to have s...x with me. I would tell him that my pussy belonged to my lover, I wanted to be clean, and he would have to wait his turn. It would drive my husband crazy with lust and I enjoyed the torture.Truth is, I hate condoms. If I'm making love with another man, I want him to finish inside of me. On a primal level, he's not dominating me and using my. Tis been of aid, in the past, to put mine body at rest on nights when sleep is hard to come.’ Afore contining converse, a stab of pain stuck my shoulder. Twas not unfamiliar, a reminder left by a foe’s sword along with a scar where blow hadst pierced flesh. Mine hand went to thy inflicted shoulder to knead the area for relief. Gwen took note mine discomfort to asked ‘M’Lord, art thou in pain?’ The ache became bearble from vigorious rub to allow response, ‘Aye, tis an old war wound that comes. Its not like it looks, we've been seeingeach other for ages, I wouldn't harm Belinda." I find it hard to believe that a young lady such as Belinda would haveany interest in you. However, I find it very easy to believe that ayoung man like you would be interested in someone like her. I know allabout you and your lifestyle." Please, not the police, I'll do anything."The nurse looked at Dan. "Anything?"Dan swallowed hard. "Anything." Belinda looks cold stood there with no top on". You will remove. Well, er, I ... joined over a ... man ... a teacher at school ... who abused and confused me.”I’d known men in the Army that had a “certain preference”, the worst of them praying on innocent boys and weak men. When discovered, whether they were guilty instigators or shamefaced victims, their lives became nightmares. It took a leap of bravery ... or innocence ... by the Lieutenant, to own up to such abuse to someone like me, a common labourer from the ranks.Trust and honesty, sharing private.