I love you.”We hugged, and she hugged the twins. The three of us got back in the copter and took off.“Kids, this is going to feel weird. We are go...ng to land on top of a building.”“Wow,” the twins said together.We flew into the city and were high over the buildings. The kids were getting excited and then suddenly there was something under us. The copter settled down and we landed. A man came to the door and opened it for us and I unbuckled the kids. We got out and walked in the high winds to a. He let go of my mouth and face and allowed me to scream or moan the pain away and began saying things directly into my ear. As my yelps of genuine pain echoed in the room he started saying disturbing and taboo things to me. “Yess, that’s a good little whore-girl. Taking it in her ass like a good little girl is supposed to. Taking it like a good little boy…you like being fucked in your ass don’t you? Of course…you like being fucked like a little boy don’t you? Of course you do. . We would set up a savings account in your name and deposit your salary into that. As I said before you wouldn't need to touch that account during your time here, as Steve would pay for everything else."I pondered over the situation in as I sipped my glass. I then asked Laura, "That's a very tempting offer, but I have another question. It's fairly obvious what Steve would get from this arrangement but why would you agree to it." I thought you'd never ask honey," she joked. "Well, I guess I would. I work out regularly at the gym three times a week. My usual type of guy is young and fit, someone that is looking for a good time and no strings. I do limit myself to one or two sessions a month and enjoy relaying them to my husband whilst making love to him. It’s been a while since I put pen to paper about my sex life, but I felt what happened the other day was worth writing about. We had closed our road for a street party in honour of the Queens Jubilee, everybody was there and a merry.