I was the submissive type. I loved women but also loved it being rough. Not rough sex as such. I got a real turn-on from being spanked as foreplay. Sp...nked really hard actually. My girlfriend, well lover, Claire, was really good at spanking me. She always started by spanking me with her hand but she quickly went on to use a wooden backed paddle hairbrush. I screamed out in pain but my pussy always got brilliantly wet whist I was across her lap having my bottom turned bright red. That’s why the. I really enjoyed fucking with this village girl as she was also starved for sex for last 10 years and she also enjoyed to get fucked by me.On Wednesday, I invited Mr. & Mrs. George and we had a drink session in the evening. He was accompanied by his wife as well. The couple had food with us and then they left. Again before leaving, Mr. George said thanks to me for all the treat and went away happily.On the last day, we did not sleep at all and done the continuous fucking till 4:30 am. Our last. All of it, oral, anal, normal, some mild bondage (using the handcuffs which we both had). I suppose she was a mans ideal partner. Needless to say we got married and had a couple of k**s. I was offered a village police house posting to which we accepted as it was in a fantastic setting and life carried on very happily. Being a village policeman all sorts of people would call, including other coppers for a brew and a five minute break.I was working in the custody office one day with a sergeant. I guess my orgasm had temporarily drained my fear and restraint and in the afterglow I felt no need to run or hide. Instead, I stood up and waded across the small creek to the other side and then up the embankment to the guardrail at the top. I crouched behind it and watched the headlights coming toward me in the distance.Even though my town was very boring, one thing it did feature was a fairly busy highway that ran right through the middle of it. The Canadian border was about ninety miles.