." He couldn't even saw "aw shit."Tears of frustration formed again in his eyes and he looked across the road that ran in front of the large white far...house at the fields he had acquired just before the stroke. He had been going to do such great things with that last three hundred acres he bought. But now ... He groaned and sat and watched the sun set and felt the chill air on his face and chest. Oh to be a man again, a whole man. He sat and waited to be put to bed..."Jesus Christ, where is. Oh fuck, the intimacy of palms. Kate giggles softly . . . sweetly. . . and as Trevor’s mouth sinks down into her neck, he claims his hard-fought prize. Kate turns her head to Erin, who will never forget the look on Kate’s face. Hungry lips parted, dreamy eyes lost in pleasure, but eyebrows raised in Erin’s direction as if to say, “Is this ok?”The ghost is gone as is time, sense, rules. Everything is very present, immediate, and Erin nods at Kate with an emphatic yes. Fuck yes. Do it. Blow it. She was a sweet little bird and this cat wanted to sink his fangs into her...none of this "Wanna watch a movie?" bullshit. Sitting next to her on the couch, massaging her back, hoping to make her feel a little more at ease. On the other hand, her natural shyness was intoxicating, and emboldened me. Beginning with kisses to her neck and cheek, I explored her plushy lips with my own, kissing hard enough to bruise them. I wet her mouth and nose and forehead with my busses; she cooed, responding to. .You won’t allow it. This is all about YOU, and my pleasure (if it occurs) is completely by accident. Face down, ass up, I drift away to another place but I can’t avoid the slapping sound of your body slamming into mine or the feeling of your swollen balls meeting mine with every push. And then . . . . . . the pay off. Lying there . . . gagged, handcuffed . . . feminized and emasculated . . . willingly taking another man’s cock into my body, allowing him to use me as his personal fuck-toy; it’s.