I’d got my second wind, second hard-on and Grey bear seemed to have purpose.***ENDORSEMENTAnother door and a long winding corridor. It was very dark...although open at the top of 3m black shiny walls. Grey bear pushed me into the dark, any light being shut off as the door closed, I stumbled forward, unsure, unaware, unseeing. He came up behind me, I felt a large hard cock pushing out his towel. I groped behind me to grasp his thick meat as I slowly edged forward. “Can I have it please Sir?” I. This is a serious problem ! I’ve tried phone, video, etc. but none of it works for me; I have to be with someone to orgasm. So I thought I’d write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and share them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful comments people left me on my prior posts, I am so happy you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I wrote this post before my last one, but was hesitant to post it because first I. — (Over the course of time I came to find out that the pair were not, in fact, biological relatives. Cheryl had married Tiffany’s father when she was only two years old. The girl’s birth mother had been killed in a car accident and to Tiffany, Cheryl had always been ‘Mom’.) — From that point on things are kind of a blur. My mind was filled with so many sensations that I couldn’t keep up with them all. Tiffany’s sweet tasting juices were smearing my face and I could hear a continual series of. The next day at school they were texting all day. After school she went over to his house again. His parents werent home again. So they went up stairs and he gave her a tour of the house. When they finally arrived at his room and he opens the door, they step inside and she closes the door behind her. She walks slowly over to him, reached up and kisses him, hard. He bends down to meet her and her tongue invades his mouth. His arms wrap around her and slowly lower him onto his bed. Then he rips.