He was a second-year engineer I’ll call Red. A husky guy who looked like he played football. When we could actually chat, he informed me of the Satu...day night protocol – that guys standing alone by the bar were indicating there “availability”. So, Red wanted to know, was I? Available for what? Sex. Excuse me? He said that was the routine. If I didn’t want to get hit on, I should move to a table. I laughed that off and Red continued to chat me up. We got past small talk about placement and. She replied I’ve made you hard I’m glad now shut up and listen to me . Five years we have been married and trying to have a baby we found out he has a very low sperm count and will never have a baby and he looks so big and strong we have been to a clinic about a donor and he is happy about that but I’m not just going to have anyone’s sperm pushed into me I want my baby to look like our family and to be honest yours or my dad’s yours preferably as you’re a bit further from being to close. 'It seems your cock is smaller than its prior tenants, I've not removed so many sections before.' He whimpered as she pulled the tube from the leather sheath and unscrewed the domed cap, grinning with sadistic pleasure as she showed him the three metallic spikes inside it.'No ... Please Mistress Bathsheba.' She pouted a feigned frown, then sneered sternly at him.'Oh you'll wear it, and we'll have no protests.' He pleased her by showing just a little resistance as she gagged him, muffling his. We've also come up with countless variations of fisting. I won't soon forget the night tim first rammed an 18-inch dildo up my ass, then his own cock, then his fist, in rapid succession. That was wild. And I still cream when I think about the time that Tim simultaneously fucked me in the cunt with his cock and in the ass with his fist. He pounded away in unison, pumping both his prick and hand in and out of my respective holes. We both came like gangbusters! And I'm still trying to take both.