I explained that the rough treatment excited me more, and gave me more of a feeling of helplessness and being used. I thought my loud moaning was part...y because I was playing along, and partly because I couldn’t help it. I had never before been so turned on for that long before coming.I got dressed into the play clothes I brought. Nothing overly sexy, because they would soon come off, during the poker game. I put on a black bra and black panties, not even my customary thong. I wore a denim mini. " Okay."Jennifer didn't seem all that disappointed. She went back to paying lip service to my cock and soon our bodies were joined together by that oldest of the bonds, sexual intercourse.Neither Jennifer nor I said anything about her request for the next few days. It was Friday night when Jennifer brought the subject up again. We were fooling around in bed and as usual Jennifer was fondling my cock when she said, "I've decided to promise whatever you want." What?" I'll promise you that I'll go. He stopped in his tracks and his hand gripped mine so hard it hurt. I had to tug on him a few times before he let up. He gave me an apologetic look as my mom descended on us."Oh Anna." There were honest to god tears in her eyes. "And John. Sweet John. I've waited for this for so long." She actually pet his cheek."This is too weird." I muttered. John however had better social graces than I did, and he leaned over and kissed my mom on the cheek."Hi Margret. It's good to see you ... this is ... a. .Sshir..”“You know that's about to change, don't you?”Coach finally managed a big breath and was able to say, with a little bit of volume, “Yes Sir.”“Lean your hands against that wall and spread your legs wide, bitch!”“Yes sir!”The 54 year old gray fox leaned against the wall, but his arms were too weak to hold him up so his head was against the wall as well.“Did I tell you to lean your head against the wall, slut?”“No sir, but I can't quite hold myself up with my arms!”“Your list of.