My boyfriend, yes I have one, knows exactly what I do and accepts me for who and what I am. That is precisely why he is my boyfriend. It’s not for s...x per se, because I have other cocks in me, on average, twice a day. But that is work. Feeling the hands on my body and the rubbing and squirting down there doesn’t meet my most important needs. I need loving sex from a man who is not joining with a busty beautiful blond body, but with the person inside that package. And that man is my boyfriend.. “I can take no more!”In spite of this desperate plea, my sis wrapped her legs around my ass, humped her hips up high, and forced my cock into her pussy again. One last frantic round of orgasms rocked our world. Loud, whimpering whines spilled from both our lips. If sex were a drug, then we two would certainly fit the bill as addicts! After the exhaustion of feverous fucking ran its course, we two slowly came down from our heady high. Then the reality of immorality set in. (Part three) . My thighs and she removed my jockey…She was very wild…She put my dick in her mouth and started sucking it like crazy..She gave me a very nice blow job for 10 mints and then i came in her mouth…She licked and swallowed every drop of it …And then she put her lips on my lips and started smooching me wildly and i cud feel that she is very horny…Now it was my turn to explore the treasure …While kissing and exploring her body i came on top of her and started rubbing her pussy over her panty….She was. "Now it's his torture chamber."Several cabinets, locked, stood along the walls and the only furniture was a huge sideboard and a collection of leather chairs and small tables, about the size of card tables. "He brings his friends here for cigars, brandy and me."I looked at her, puzzled."He ties me or manacles me or sometimes lets them chase me about the room and then I am whipped, beaten, bitten, manhandled, probed, licked and raped by his guests. When they are done, he has the servants carry.