The other events would be split between them. Tom liked to work hard and play hard. He played football at weekends with the guys at work and wasn’t ...verse to a little squash now and then. His hobby though was fishing. He seldom found time to take it up, living in London, but relished his breaks in Scotland. He always put them back. It was the thrill of having that beautiful iridescent creature on the end of the line. Man against nature. He knew some people thought it cruel. The poor fish,. The took it all the way into her mouth and then eased it out, slurping her tongue on his glans, licking the shaft and then sucking it again.‘See, the fucking slut vixen is a natural cocksucker; you knew that when she flashed her stockings at you in the coffeshop. She might be a tranny but she’s still just like the other bitches; a SLUT!’ the radio played in his head.Michele’s fingers circled the base of his shaft and he tensed. He tapped her on the head with the knife.“Don’t do anything stupid. The finger moves in and out in rhythm to the sucking mouth still on your clit. A second finger is added to the first. In and out, up and down they move in unison, you squirm and moan harder pulling fruitlessly at your bonds. You wish you could remove the blindfold and look down at your lover. See them between your legs, run your fingers through their hair. You’re getting close, you feel pressure and the warmth building.They stop, backing away once again. “Not yet,” they whisper as you moan in. I am 40yrs old, married. This incident happened to me while my wife went to her parent’s house for a week. I was alone and was having a strong desire for sex. I came across a lady in late 30s through my friend. I planned to have sex with her.I called her a night before of our incident and told how I got her number. She must have got the reason of my call. She was telling me that she was alone as well as her husband has got out of the station on a business trip. She had a girl who was studying.