It was turning into a beautiful West Texas autumn afternoon. Several times, he put his big hand on top of my shaved head and told me to take a deep b...eath. Then he’d push me under the water surface and press my face into his crotch. When I came back up after the last time he did it to me, he laughed.“Just practicin’ your breath control, son,” he said, grinning, “so the next time ya’ swallow my dick for a long time, ya’ won’t be gaggin’ on it!”We waded back to the shore and got back on the. Theywere painted white and bolted to the brickwork.The long wall on my right was bedecked with all manner ofbondage and torture equipment. A row of leather hoods andstraps topped a row of riding crops, paddles and whips.All the above items were black in colour, as was the ropesand rubber tubes on the bottom row of the array.Four black latex suits hung in a line from the wall on myleft. The frogman-like suits looked quite menacing, asthey eerily watched over the bondage bench in the centreof the. "Jerome what is it with men and the excitement of knocking up another mans wife?" "Why?" "Since you started fucking me two nights ago you seem to get overly excited when you watch my wedding ring guide your cock to my honey pot." "It's a male thing Dani." "What do you mean?" "You betrothed yourself to one man vowing never to fuck another man." "What has that got to do with anything?" "Its the ultimate conquest for a man, winning access to the pussy of another man. Do you know what makes it even. I asked her to take rest as of now and i ll call her and wake up at 3.Sharply at 3 i woke up on hearing my alarm and she too woke up before i call her. We both were feeling excited. I texted her that i ll go to the toilet first and asked her to come when i text her. I found that no one was near toilet and i chose western toilet to have sex since i thought it will be apt for sex. Making sure that no one is near, i asked her to come inside the western toilet.I told myself that i should impress.