"Should we pick the thick rope, or the thinner one" I ask.You nervously answer "Both I think sir" Good choice, make your 2 choices" I reply.You bend o...er and select the 2 ropes. I keep rubbing your pussy, there is now a large wet spot on the leggings.I then make you go over and pay for the ropes, while I wait out the front.I then order you to go into the supermarket and but 1 pack of condoms and a cucumber. You go and buy these looking quite embarrassed.There is a look of humiliation on your. ” He went back to pushing into my ass. I moaned as he inched inside further. I tried to relax but his cock came out of my ass. He pushed it back in. It was worse when it came all the way out. He pushed in further and further till he was buried in my ass. He waited long moments before he started pumping in and out slowly. “Fuck, Mary, you are tight as a drum!" It hurt. I couldn't lie. I was sweating and biting my lip. I had never felt so much like a slut. I had to admit it, I was turned on. Evan. ”“I don’t have anybody else right now,” he said.“Yes you do. You still go see Erica, and I know you and the twins are...” She stopped, and then started again. “Never mind. There are lots of women, Bobby, and you know it.”“You never seemed to care before,” said Bobby.“Why would I waste my time?” she asked. “I can’t compete with them! I could never compete with them. They were all so beautiful, and sexy, and they loved you, Bobby. I could see it in their eyes!”“They didn’t love me,” said Bobby,. .. what?--yeah, our psyches must have bonded and our bodies must have reacted to having the wrong person doing the stuff with us that bonded us together. I was just uncomfortable doing it with another guy ‘cause it just felt so wrong. Apparently when Tom feels something wrong so deeply, he panics or something--he’s learned that as a defensive measure. Right, Mom? Tom?”While Lynette was talking, Angela was staring at her in awe. When Lynette finished, Angela could hardly express herself, her.