Sandy - the gay guy. The one I had been razzing for months about being a 'fag' 'cocksucker' etc.Brenda was still holding me by the ball-leash bent ove... the table - and as Sandy walked around behind me I braced for another hard spanking on my raw, sore ass. I heard a rustle, then felt his hands on my asscheeks. But instead of spanking I felt him spread me apart. 'NO..... no PLEASE you can't.. i.. i'm not ... please.. i'm not GAY.... ' as his cockhead pushed insistently until it 'popped'. I can see him watching, and he makes no secret of it. His eyes tell me stories of what he’d like to do with what he sees, and what he doesn’t see. I wish I could live some of those stories. But life is complicated. We both know it, but the fantasies are what keep me wearing a path in the carpeted stair-well. I want him to tell me those stories with his body, not just his eyes. I am married, and I think he is spoken for as well… sometimes, at least. But then sometimes he doesn’t seem so. I nodded to her.She knows where this is leading to.We did the same with Imren.She has lost her inhibitions now.Now it was up to Jay and let's see if he will go along.They danced away as I watched.The dancing was gettig quite erotic.I left for my room making an excuse that I was going to bed.Abot 20 minutes later I crept downstairs.I had left the door ajar.They were sitting on the couch kissing each other.Jays hands were running over my wifes tits.Her top was unbuttoned.She wasn't wearing a. "Well, I've done it in Yoga class, and our drama teacher liked to have us do it now and then during class in high school, but I wouldn't say I do it often, or even at all recently." Cor answered."Well, we do it at the drop of a hat, and not just us kids, but all our parents too. Its a basic tool in the arsenal of the Legion and the Guardians." Ren said."At least you're familiar with the basics then?" I asked. "Controlling your breathing, finding your center, reaching a sense of calm focus?".