He reached out and touched my fly, I said "What the fuck you doing" he replied "Oh come on you know you want to or you wouldn't be here", I did think ...t looked a little odd. He rubbed me and to be honest I was getting a tad turned on, as he continued to stroke me I was getting harder by the second, he reached forward and unbuttoned my pants, he pulled them down and there I stood.His hand was rubbing my balls and then my cock, he bent forward and licked me through my undies, as my cock was at. My wife, my key holder and I sat down last night and talked about that. We went into very intimate and personal details as to what she is doing and what the lessons she hoped will teach. She said it is sometimes called forced chastity. After a long discussion, I have to admit I agree with her and welcome her choices. I, as she pointed out, seem to get off being forced to do things. Getting knocked down and trampled. Not just kissing her feet out of the goodness of my heart but having her stick. "She was starting to breathe a little heavily, as I grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly towards me, impaling her on the hardness of my cock in one go."You're as wet as a whore for cock, aren't you?" I started to saw in and out."Oh yes, that's good." She was saying it quietly, almost under her breath.After settling into a slow fucking rhythm, I suddenly grabbed her ponytail and yanked her smooth shiny hair back while keeping her back down with my other hand, forcing her to arch her back.. When the hormones hit and she began the puking, sex was NOT on her agenda. Some women get hornier as the pregnancy unfolds. She went the opposite way and didn’t even want to look at a dick. No way was she going to take the abortion route either.Her boyfriend bailed when the sex supply was cut off. Her fuck-buddies avoided her, scared they’d be tapped as responsible. She couldn’t hold down a job and she’d been living with the boyfriend so when the rent was due she had to go somewhere else. But.