Then, a firm hand on my back, forcing me onto all fours, balanced delicately on my shackled wrists. I wouldn’t have to wait long in that position. W...ile Cyrus had me on all fours, he matter-of-factly slid his cock back inside me, then pushed me face down, forcing my arms out in front of my head.I could feel him grinding inside me as the full weight of this enormous man bore down on me, crushing me into the bed. It was hard to breathe with all of that weight on me, and it didn’t help that, as he. I was intrigued and so immensely eager to know what was behind it all, that I had to ask. I admit that I am a nosy girl and maybe too nosy for my own good, but the suspense was killing me.In the past few months I had raised up the ladder enough to speak to one of the new girls, but her answer was even more intriguing than the question."I'm not at liberty to tell. If you really, really want to know, you will have to ask Johnny Severus", was all she could tell me. I was even more astounded. Ask. ‘Well, I’m dying to find out how it went last night,’ she said with obvious anticipation, but nevertheless hoping deep down that her sister and her husband had failed to consummate the little joke they had devised, even though she and Frank had. Maybe Ernie was too sleepy, or too drunk, to get it up, she thought – although I’ve seldom seem him fail to. ‘Our little trick went off without a hitch, at least as far as I was concerned,’ Sally replied. ‘I must say, your husband was superb. Actually. This was a man that could kiss like no other and I was not going to let him away without getting my fill. A great kisser will get my engine revving hotter and faster than any words or hot and steamy sex could. My ex was terrible for skipping over these little details, so I felt like a woman deprived of chocolate. I craved it. Badly.With his jeans half undone, and my own still on, I settled him onto the sofa. Straddling him I could get my fill of his mouth and hands on my body while still taking.