A dildo, perhaps? I didnt think a rapist would care whether or not I get to orgasm. It feels very good and I start to moan. As he continues, I get lou...er. After I let out an OHHhhhhh!, I hear This is for screaming. I get a brief eye-widening moment of fear, uncertain exactly what hes about to do, and then I feel it. The metal object in my pussy is not a dildo. As he presses a button on the back of it, the sides instantly lower, like The Pear of Anguish (or an umbrella), but opening from the end. He pleaded for a couple of minutes, and I eventually decided to let him. But ONLY for a couple of minutes. I really dont want to get caught. He agreed. He put on a trojan and put on the small packet of lube I provided for him. Near me, there was a wooden pillar jutting out from the ground, that he motioned for me to use as support while I bent over. One more general rule with my ass. Be gentle at first. Okay? He nodded and smiled at the thought. He didnt start out with his dick (thank God!),. After 8 years of marriage so many foundational cards like love and trust in our very tenuous house folded that I was no longer reserved about what made my pussy soaking wet and I told this stranger just that. He kindly asked questions and also shared scenes he's been in that simultaneously made my clit throb and my body flinch. He too was married, though she didn't share his passion for his "dark side". Relationships are a series of trade-offs I suppose."Any interest in playing a little online. Her husband was off golfing with his buddies and would not be home until early afternoon.The first thing Billy saw after he parked his bike was the woman's hard tits poking her tight yellow t-shirt and the second was her long, shapely legs and tiny shorts which fully displayed her bulging sex lips, cutting them neatly in half, as well as the lower quarter of her ass cheeks. "Hi," he said with a wave, feeling his prick quiver."Come in," the woman said softly, "I'm Marty and we can start in the.