I'm both, Simon."Her voice cracked and wavered. She could taste the salt of her own tears."I-I'm your slut-your slut, Simon. And-and sinner-and worse,...in my husband's eyes."Leaning forward, he ran his fingers lightly over her face, then cradled it in his strong hands. She welcomed the gentle pressure as he drew her closer, stopping just inches from his towering erection."You may be many things in his eyes, but you've made this a refuge from such things, a refuge from all things proper and. The tip was only just in him, it was clear he was struggling a little with the invasion, I handed him the poppers again, and as he took a few more hits, his tight hole started to give-up its resistance, and slowly inch-by-inch he took me inside of him, until all seven inches were in him“Fuck, yeah”, he cries, “that feels so fucking good, it fills me right up.” I was lost for words, this beautiful boy, who I’ve always fancied & wanted to fuck, was sat on me, impaled on my rock-hard cock, with. He was waiting to mergewith his character. His interface was rapidly adding details andcoloration to the world he was looking in on. While he could see wherehe was, it took about ninety seconds for his brain waves to merge withhis online character. He was so used to being Pliny that his mind wasready to jump into the dwarf's brain and body. But, this was a newexperience, and he was adjusting much more slowly.This new transition felt different. He was more aware of colors andsmells. His senses. "Mom, please." Tell me," Pam said. "What did I find?" A dirty magazine." It came out as a defeated whisper. Sam knew that this conversation could not be good and wished that it did not have to take place in front of Julie."What was the name of it," Pam pressed."Mom!" Sam said, looking at Julie hoping his mother would take the hint and drop it until Julie left."Sam," Julie spoke up, "Your mother asked me to help talk to you about having material like that."Sam lowered his head knowing this.