As he tried to sort his words out in his head, he found himself getting hard, at least that would make it easier to shave, he lathered up with shaving...foam as he continued to think about what he would say to get locked in his chastity cage. It was all feeling rather nice down there and he was getting very horny, he moved from lathering up his groin to stroking his hard cock. He was suddenly shocked my his wife’s voice “what the fuck do you think you are doing!” She shouted at him, he felt like. His years of building landing strips on Pacific Islands had endowed him with confidence and abilities that a classroom could never teach.Again a civilian, he craved a relaxation of the hardness and discipline that were necessary in his wartime service, but the ability to fully release would never quite come to him. Still, when he thought of his beloved Helen, he melted like butter in a skillet. She was so good; she had been so patient, so pure. He molded his image of her to a model of. So my girlfriend is still sucking my dick, that's getting harder and harder and my friend is licking... Oh no... he puts a finger in my ass. 'What are you doing?' He smiles and keeps on going. 'Oh my god, that's great.' He spits on my ass and puts another one in. 'I'm going to prepare you'. 'Prepare me for what?' 'For me', he smiles.My girlfriend, by now soaking wet, stops sucking my dick and asks my friend 'Are you really going to fuck him?' 'Oh yes', he says. 'I'll prepare You then', she says. Paul's hands slid up the inside of Emma's thighs and she wiggled her hips as the fingers crept closer and closer to the junction between them and when they reached their goal she moaned a little lustful moan, bent forward and gave the stiff cock on which shaft she up till now slowly had worked her hand up and down in a slow rhythm, a light kissed."Oh, just as wet and willing as in the old days, aren't you?" I heard her brother whisper in a little shaky voice."Oh yesss," my beautiful and soon to.