. You kiss Your way back up to my lips and i can taste myself on Your lips, you take my hands and cuff my wrists and ankles to the four posters of the...opulent bed. i'm spread-eagled, my limbs stretched as far open as i can manage You pull Your bag closer and take a small vibrating butt plug and lube it up and put it into my ass, slowly pushing it in sharply slapping my very sensitive clit "RELAX!" and as i do the plug slips in slowly i feel it expand as you pump the bulb. when it has reached. She didn't like talking about it, didn't like reading about it, and if she had her way, it was apparent intercourse was for procreation and nothing more. If that wasn't bad enough, she disapproved of anyone who actually liked and enjoyed sex. A couple of times the subject was broached over a glass of wine, but she had such a distinct aversion for the topic, it was better left alone. I stayed with Kirsten up to the Christmas holidays. Apart from the subject of sex, she was a perfect housemate.. “Dean Clanton, I understand that there is some problem with the graduation of Hugo Calvalli.”“Well, it’s not a problem, Mr. Thallberg, I’ve told Hugo he’s on track to graduate next year, a full year ahead of his class,” came Clanton’s voice.“Next year?” Irving asked querulously. “My information is that he’s completed his course requirements. Why won’t he graduate this year?”“He’s only been with us two years. And his credits are a little ... irregular.”“Irregular how?” Irving snapped. “I believe. Deep throat that dick." I eased my hips forward, aiding in her quest and she grinned around my shaft. It was amazing. My wife would've never ever done anything like that. I put my hand lightly on the back of her head and pushed down slightly. She responded by going down further and moaning. I let her head up and then pushed her back down after she caught a quick breath. "fuck" was all I could respond with. My cock was harder than it'd been in years. She was almost to the base this time and I.