At the stirrup end, the bed had a crescent moon shape for access to the ass. This fuck bench is to insure proper position and height for the person l...ying on it, either on their back or front. Maybe one of my best purchases. I looked at the bench and pictured Jan spending several hours on it with cocks entering her and filling her with the cum she craved. I put the bench in the storage room as a surprise gift Friday night. Jan came home and we had a long and lingering loving kiss. I told. I am ok with that. It breaks up the monotony of writing code. Today I tried to use it to formulate a plan for talking to Lynn about her behavior lately. I thought maybe it was a good idea to take her out to dinner since she seems to want to act like an adult now. I figured in a crowded restaurant it would be harder for her to act wrong. I raised her better than that at least. Now if I could only figure out how to broach the subject of sex and what is not acceptable.When she came home from. "Perhaps he's changed his mind," the woman said in German with a glance at her watch, but her companion shook his head and then his shoulders beneath the wool overcoat he wore."Patience," he replied. "The fog is making him cautious, that's all."Some ten minutes later his confidence was proven correct when a solitary figure approached from the east. He was tall and well rounded, like a bear shambling from the mist in his heavy fur coat. His pace slowed when he saw the pair waiting for him and he. Me, probably continuing my safe life, and him moving onto some other new girl who was curious about submission and spanking and being taken care of as a plaything. This known, it was much to my amazement when an opportunity came up to actually meet each other in real life. I was travelling for work and ended up with a four hour layover in his home town! He knew I didn't want to ever move beyond our online conversation, and besides four hours was not a very long layover, but we decided it was.