Our faces are but inches apart as she stares into my eyes and raises one hand against the wall.A sound. A zephyr against my privates. She watches me...intently. A moist poke against my bottom. OMG. Another "unhhh" from me, this time it was no purr. Still I try to hold her gaze. Invasion. I wiggle and try to relax against the inevitable. When fully penetrated, I sigh out one more low-toned "unhhh."In response, she gives me her best Grinch grin and must have pressed something else up on. (Yes, I want to be able to kick Him in the balls if I need to — or fight back some other way.) No blindfolds. No gags. Safeword. (We’ll talk about safewords below.)You are the one who drops these temporary limits — one at a time or all together — as you get comfortable and feel you can trust the Man. You may even decide to drop them in the first session. But use your head, and listen to your gut, in deciding when to drop them, not your cock. If you are still not comfortable enough by the third. Your hands are on my hips, fingers digging into the flesh, helping me raise and lower myself upon you. Your head leans over and takes a nipple into your mouth. Your teeth graze the bud, then you bite down, softly. The erotic flash of pain travels straight to my cunt. You continue to nip and nibble as I raise myself harder and faster on your cock. Slide on over, Baby hold me closer. These two fools swinging like a slow moving train, rocking with the rhythm of the rain. Baby, my baby, rocking. "You don't recognize me Graham", she said. "I'm Jan Williams".The name he did recognize after all he had known it for twenty-five years, but then that woman had been very attractive, she had been in her early thirties, in fact he had fancied her for she had a fantastic figure and she was well groomed. The woman that now was before him could have passed for someone in their late seventies, her face bore the evidence of a hard life and her clothing has the mark of an 'opportunity shop' written.