”“It was. I was told one of the men who tried to use it said it’s four to five times harder to pull than their bows. Jason said he really had to...work to build up his muscles in order to shoot it.”Changing the subject Julian said, “Now, we’ve strayed too far off the subject. Dennis, can you start on the paperwork on the trust and the off-shore accounts? Deke, you’ve an appointment with Benson shortly, but what do we need to do about witnesses on the will? We need two people who would have been. I found Fetlife and posted a profile there and also met a couple of friends there. One in particular is this story.A woman had made contact with me and was fascinated with meeting a crossdresser and liked the way that I presented. I sent her some personal pics and she sent me some of herself. We chatted about how I got started and how she may be able to help. She told me that her husband and her were swingers and that he swung his vanilla way and that she was into BDSM and that she was truly. ”“Even as wild and frisky as you have let me become - something like that would embarrass the hell out of me.”“I have never seen you embarrassed about anything. If there was no danger in us being seen, I might enjoy seeing you become embarrassed. Of course, if there’s no danger, I’m going to hold you and make you keep fucking me as they watch.”“EDDIE! If you don’t stop teasing me with all those crazy thoughts, you may get fucked before we attend the board meeting.”“So, you would love for. "That's it, my lovely little slut," I whispered in your ear. You realized I had been holding your hand throughout. You were dimly aware of my kisses on your hand, your shoulder, of me saying "I love you, sweetheart," all the while feeling this unknown man's cock pushing you closer and closer to cumming. You wanted to wrap your legs around your unknown lover, but you couldn't. You wanted to hold him, but you couldn't. All control, all participation on your part was gone, surrendered. You.