Each time we discuss what really turns us on, I can't help but secretly rub my dick. I think you get turned on just as much, but we never seem to go a... far as talking dirty and having phone sex. But each time we do talk, we seem to get to the sex part of our conversations quicker and quicker. The tension is building between us, even though, to this point, we haven't met. I think 'cause we are both married, we think we shouldn't get physical, and that's what's holding us back. Then again, it. You’re already so wet, aren’t you?”“Only for you,’ she whispered .“I like that,” he said. “The thought that I make you wet. Now, don’t move.”He disappeared for a few seconds into his closet and came back with a few of his classy business ties draped over his arm. “Keep still,” he ordered, and she obeyed. He tied her arms above her head, attaching the tie to the bed frame. He spread her legs open as wide as they could go, her knees bent towards her body, and tied both ankles to the same frame. Both of his parentsworked so it was not unusual for the girls to come to his house afterschool and play until his folks came home in the evening. He had ayounger brother, whom he had to babysit, so he couldn't leave thehouse anyway. As is usually the case with young girls, the fantasygames many times involved playing dress-up, something Jason came tolike, and which eventually changed his life. The BeginningWhen he was about 13, Susan, the 12 year old little blond. I began to thrust harder and harder each time and I felt my cock poking her cervix which felt great, she was having a good time herself. I then pulled out my dick and just ram it up her pussy and ferociously thrust her will all my strength and stamina and fucked her as fast as I could even though my dick was still sore it was a bit uncomfortable but it felt amazing and pleasuring. She then shouted “Even my husband is not as good as you, you’re better than him” While fucking her I even.