.. she's always fantasised about being raped. By a man."Michael was silent for a minute, then said, in a thick, eager voice, "Yes?" We were wondering...if you wanted to... pretend to rape her? Like, as a fantasy?" You mean have sex with her?" Michael asked."Um, yes. She'd be tied up on our bed, naked, and she wants you to fuck her pussy, and she'll pretend like she's not into it, but really she is."Laura thought this sounded unbelievable. Surely Michael would realise Erica wasn't really. Again I tug on yournipple chain and order you to taste yourself, as youwillingly comply… sucking them deep savoring the tasteof yourself.We arrive back at my house after I have teased you thewhole ride by intermittently reaching over at lights andsucking on your nipples, pinching them, tugging on thechain… all of which has driven you mad, and begging tobe fucked. You need to have a stiff cock in you so bad,thrust so deep into you. I make you wait for it though.You have no choice but. The way people described the experience, it sounded like the primary danger of the tea was in having your perceptions permanently changed. The term “life-altering” came up a lot.That didn’t bother Dennis much. He’d been hoping to have his life altered for so long that, even though it had recently become much better, he was still ready to jump with both feet into any experience that would shake things up.He didn’t get to read a lot before the van was pulling up in front of a low red, white and. I swear some of those guys had their dicks in their hands. The beads were piling up like snowdrifts over our railing. We faced the throng, curtsied, and backed into our room, where George was waving his manhood in anticipation. I always have to do the tit fucks. I’ve got more tit. So I bent over and wrapped his shaft with my melons. ‘Silky, God, your skin is so soft!’ He liked the sensation. I held them together, and slowly slid up and down his tumescence, offering soft pouty lips to his head.