’ I began an apology. ‘Don’t bother with excuses, it usually makes things worse.’ She turned and left the room. Is that it? I thought to mysel.... Of course it wasn’t, but it would be the weekend before I found out. Friday night came and Mum was going out with her friend, the luscious redhead Tina. I was going to meet a couple of mates. As she left, Mum said to me, ‘Have a fun evening, and make the most of it.’ I wondered what she meant, but dismissed it. On Saturday morning, I was awoken early. Finally, he seems to get tired.We’re not done yet. I quickly touch him and he regenerates, his limp dick becoming hard once again.I read his mind. He loves inflicting pain. OK. I turn my asshole and pussy virgin again. Once again, I strap myself to the wall, but this time I say, “Please fist my asshole, master.”He reaches in and puts his index finger deep in my asshole, roughly moving in and out. Then, without warning, he forces his entire fist in my ass, causing me to scream with even more. George would sometimes smack my ass and pull my hair, while he thrusts deeper and harder into my pussy.I'd feel his balls slapping into my ass. After a while, George would moan and groan and come into my pussy. He then would lick and clean out my pussy with his tongue. He doesn't mind eating his come. It's very sexy and I enjoy it. Then we kiss and cuddle on the blanket and get dressed and go home. It's always my favorite part of the week, when we make love in the park.Another time, George and. What were your immediate thoughtson hearing this?"Erin: "I was shocked, we both were. When we had been imaging all thereasons for them being so secretive about spending time together, wehadn?t even thought it might be something like this. It took a fewmoments to process what they had actually said."Sophie: "I?m ashamed to say this now, but my very first thought at thetime was, ?Is my husband gay?? Now I know exploring gender andexploring sexuality are quite different things, but back then....