In our brief relationship, she is learning to trust me as I bring her fantasies true. I discuss bondage as a sexual fantasy for us; submission is hot....I explained we will proceed slowly and if she wants to stop then I will stop. I ask her fantasy; dress-up? Marina is shy and my question embarrassed her. One evening the conversation turned into light bondage. Sparking a small flame deep in Marina, she opens up about how she felt on this subject. She had always wanted to experience being tied up. Hank spoke slowly, but every word was measured. "Not gonna happen, Johnny. Turn around, and walk away."Johnny tried to push past him, but Hank easily kept him at arm's length. Johnny knew that his reputation had taken a major hit, and tried to salvage what he tried to push Hank away, with one hand, looking past him, and screaming at me "You better watch your ass, because next time I see you, Hopkins, I'm going to put you in the hospital..."His angry words turned into a shriek of pain, as Hank. Probably better to skip all that, and just focus on the sex. Unless he’s actually looking for something as well, and he’s hoping I bring it up, but I never do, and so he gets bored and I miss out. In which case I should talk to him about it. …Okay, I think that qualifies as fretting. I’m driving myself crazy for no reason here. Hell, I’ve spent more time naked around this guy than clothed. Not exactly a good way to figure out how we mesh when sex isn’t involved, which is what this really comes. .aahhhahah aur phi usne mara short utar diy aur mere lund ko sahlane lagi jo phale hi si ek khada loha ki rod ki tarah tha aur usne mera lund mu me la liya aur lollipop ki tarah choose lagi mujh to jannat mil gayi ma pagal ho gaya………phir mane uska peticot uthkar dekha usnenKuch bhi nahi pahan rakkha tha kya bhosda tha jhanto se bhara phir maine uski chut ke passJakr chusne laga uski jhaant ghayal kar rahin thi mere ko bahut achchi khushboo aa rahi thi……mera lund tan kar tyar tha aur phir se.