And while others use me like force was the name of the game, you never have. Always watching me like a hawk, pushing me, inch by delicious inch, right...to my limits but taking care never to brutalize me.With the clamps fully tightened, the excruciating pain liquefied my cunt and my drool dribbles became a torrent. The ball gag stopped me clearly articulating my words, but those mumbles you heard were, “I love you, Miss.” I am certain you knew that; you always do.There’s a pattern to you, you. Her legs went weak. When the kiss ended, Gail leaned back in John’s arms and looked into his eyes. She was having a hard time getting her breath. He looked at her tenderly and stroked her face softly with his fingers. The gentle gesture added to the roaring sensations of passion that threatened to overwhelm her. John was experiencing equally powerful feelings. He hadn’t been with a woman since his wife’s death and now, holding Gail in his arms, he was experiencing powerful sensations of. We talked for hours. I was mesmerized by her personality, I felt so excited. She told me how she used to be a good 'christian girl' who went to a boarding school but rebelled as she didn't fit in and would steal her family car and joyride. We got onto talking about sex and I asked her about why she didn't like inexperienced guys as she was only 18 and I naively thought she'd be inexperienced herself, being at such a tender age of 18. The she let me in on the secret that there was more romping. The way he behaved, hewas there to take advantage of my wife with each pushas the front of his body grinded on to the front of mywife’s body.I was already horny, and the thought that a burly blackugly bouncer was grinding in my wife’s crotch only sendshivers of pleasure down my cock, which was at fullmast. My wife, 30 minutes into the concert wascompletely gone. She was standing there only because Ihad clasped her body to mine. Otherwise she was swayingto and fro and her head hung.