I got "branded" by every member almost immediately. It doesn't hurt, though you pretend it does, and it would if you didn't already have your asshole...well stretched and lubed. You bend over, your new master mounts you and sinks his dick into your heinie right to the hilt on the first stroke. It does sort of take a girl's breath away. You whimper and pretend he's hurting you. But I loved it every time, especially the delightful feeling of being naughty for enjoying it so much. When a man. "Shall we go somewhere and get a cup of coffee?" I asked her.Kazuko looked at me in disbelief. "What is it you want?" Sex," I told her. "Onata o hoshii," "I want you."We walked down the streets of Ginza. She held my arm. If possible I would have liked to have strutted down Ginza Street with her holding my arm like we were a couple. Me and a lady in her 60's or 70's in a kimono, together. It was a proud moment At one intersection while we were waiting for the light to change I snuggled with her. "Well, you think about it and let me know who I need to talk to. I think I'm going to call it a night. Pleasant dreams!" She gave what had to be a deliberate wiggle of her bottom as she sauntered out and upstairs.I poured another couple of shots of Wild Turkey and tossed them down fast and straight. It didn't help. My mind was still awash with images of my wife, naked on the bed, breasts sweaty and bouncing as she pumped a thick dildo in and out of her red-fringed pussy. I could almost smell. Mark finally unfroze and tried to run, but the impossibly builtschoolgirl threw herself at him with surprising speed.Mark looked down at the girl's gorgeous little face as she hungrilywrapped herself around him. He crazily tried to tear her off, but shejust giggled prettily and pressed herself against him all the harder. Mark groaned in frustration. After a week without even seeing a girl, tohave this beautiful young little thing, built like a wet-dream, rubbingherself against him was a double.