The way I started having sex was not by choice. I’ve done some pretty messed up things in the time since I started fucking people. Some I learned to...like. Most I wish I never knew existed. If you don’t think I should be here I’ll just go. She paused. Weather it was by design or she needed to collect her thoughts wasn’t important. “All I can say is I’m sorry, Darling. I wish I could take what I said back” That he called her Darling didn’t go unnoticed. She turned to him. In the glow from the. " Chris slyly asked."Umm...sure." Amanda answered.Chris slid his lounger over close to Amanda's and turned his back to her. Amanda didn't know exactly how she came to be rubbing lotion on a complete stranger but she was enjoying herself. She just hoped her husband or son didn't show up. Nothing was wrong about what she was doing but it would be kind of awkward."Lucky bastard." Ryan thought to himself as he watched his mother rubbing the lotion on Chris' back.Chris was enjoying himself as well.. I really, really like being nude outside, my girlfriend not a big fan. She many times called me a perverted exhibitionist.I also love dirty talk and fucking my girlfriend outside her not so much. I told her she's hot, has a rocking body and is a great fuck who cares if someone can see us fucking. Let them go fuck their husband/wife or beatoff.The turning point is when I was turning one of the bedrooms “my office” into a light bondage room for us! She had many, many mind blowing orgasms. I was. It seemed like an eternity as the bug clung onto her thigh. Each second, the fear within the girl fed upon itself until the bug fell off.The captive girl collapsed in her bonds, panting through her nose. Panting became sobbing. She wanted out of the basement. She would do anything ; absolutely anything. This was far worse than the stinging of the cattle prod or the lashing of the crop.Soon, the girl ran out of tears. The dull aches, eclipsed by her fears, reappeared. Again, Stephanie needed to.