He spit into his palm and reached down to ready my hole. I felt two fingers spreading me and parted my legs wider for him. He spit in his palm again a...d stroked his cock. “I have a condom.” I told him. He looked unhappy about it but grabbed my wallet out of my pants and retrieved it. I didn’t want to take any risks even though stopping him wasn’t even on my own agenda. I was completely lost in the moment. “Probably a good idea but I’m clean.” He popped the wrapper and rolled it on. He grabbed a. It was plastic and tape like in feel and yet did not have the adhesive she would have expected and she almost grinned to herself thankful the adhesive component was missing. He continued his labors for a moment and then as if testing the effectiveness of the work tugged against her arm satisfied that she was not able to escape. In this way her wrists and hands were secured to the bed frame yet he could move her from a face up to a face down position with minimal effort. She heard him walk. His mother was slightly shorter than Aunt Holly, but most definitely possessed of her striking good looks. His only parent since a bitter divorce ten years previously, Alan had grown up loving her with an almost unnatural passion. Yet in the last year, this love had been ruined by a series of mindless acts, acts inspired by a group of very rowdy, aggressive friends. He had suddenly changed from a mild mannered mother's boy into a genuine terror, bringing shame and bitter disruption to the. Now she wasmarried, 'tildeath do us part, to this man whom she loved. Part ofher marriage dutywas to provide sex for him. So she acquiesedquietly. It was asort of sacrifice on her part. So she quietlyaccepted his hands now milking her teats and hishardening cockagainst her back. Her cunt was now getting gooey andwet. She hatedthis feeling too. It felt unclean. She liked beingclean and dry.She hated that her body got so obviously aroused, eventhough she wasn'tinterested at all. He began humping.