“How could you do it?” I asked, the absence of any booby-traps or enemies suddenly allowing my tiredness to return. “How could you go along with...it? With that actor playing me? It was like I was some kind of sad fag, open to ridicule from the whole world.”Jill shrugged her shoulders, patting the seat next to her as I took the glass from her. “Sorry, honey. Only sometimes it’s hard to know where to draw the line these days. To know what you like and what you don’t. I honestly thought you’d like. Sal had a more sinewy and vascular body. He had long shoulder length black hair and his body was shaved and hairless like Ray’s because of their competitions. Sal started undressing as he headed toward the bedroom. When Sal walked into the bedroom Ray was lifting Nora off of his cock and spinning her to face him. Nora was still buzzed from the wine and trying to gather her wits when Ray, now facing her and still holding her up, reentered her pussy with his rock-hard cock…Nora squealed as Ray’s. ” Was all Bill could say before Karen mounted him and all his concerns disappeared as his wife entered her fantasy world.“Do you really think he would touch my tits and feel me up? Pinch my nipples? Maybe suck my tits? I think I might like that. Maybe I will touch him. Unzip his pants and play with his cock. Do you think he would cum for me? Do you think I could make him cum? Oh, fuck honey I am going to cum. Cum with me Bill. I love you, Baby.”And cum they did. Karen collapsed on Bill and they. The project was that her bondage would get stricter and stricter, and more dangerous with each new challenge. Until she found herself in am inescapable bondage that would kill her. I like to write this kind of things. So, if you can imagine a cruel bondage situation, feel free to send it to me over e-mail, and I shall try to escape it and send you my story. Also, you can check my blog on my Yahoo 360? where you will find other types of scenarios I like to write for. Collaborative writing is.