This went on for some time before he asked me if I would really do it. I explained how I loved him and only wanted to be with him and it was fun to pl...y but I would never dream of having sex with someone else.Shane kept after me for months and started talking about one of the Dildos being his best friend David. Now David was Shane’s best friend from high school and was the best man at our wedding. He would talk about him all the time during are play times and I have to admit it did make me. Claire had dressed in the skimpiest mini skirt, with a near see-through blouse, her long blonde hair over one shoulder. As the prisoner entered the house she flaunted herself as she walked around him; his eyes never left her. She could imagine that his cock was restricted within his trousers his look alone enlightened her that he was taking delight in the sight before him.“Christ! You’re a sight for sore eyes!” He stated smiling toward Claire.Claire walked up to him as he stood with his hands. Mom was 45 and I was 18 and virgin. She came to my room at 1:00 AM turning on the light next to my bed. She was in a thin light blue nightgown. As she lay next to me, she said she was lonely and could not sleep. She said needed a man to hold her (my dad had passed away 7 months earlier). I could smell alcohol on her breath. I was embarrassed and asked her to leave a couple of times but she kept saying please just hold me. Laying next to me she started to rub her hand over my chest, working her. “Let’s go listen to what Dad has to say.”He struggled to get himself up, but his legs had gone to sleep. I reached down and offered him my hand, as if that would help. I mean, he’s twice my size, maybe more. Tara stepped into the room and held out her hand as well. Between the two of us, we managed to get Dan onto his feet.“You know what he wants to tell us, don’t you?” Tara wanted to know.“More or less,” said Dan.“Is it terrible?” asked Tara.Tara’s usually confident voice sounded different..