Yet, for some reason, I wasn't surprised. Well, I had a brief moment of panic but it left almost as soon as it arrived. I glanced up at the door as I ...eard footsteps, they weren't heavy so I knew it wasn't a man... again a sigh of relief.A woman, probably in her mid fifties pushed the door open with a gentle knock. "Samantha?" "Yeah, Mom," I said without even thinking, the spell's wording once again came into effect. "I'm dropping off Leslie. I'll pick her up in the morning before you leave. ”I put the bottle down, picked up her glass and held it out to her. She took it, sniffed the fragrant liqueur with her eyes closed and then downed it. She held the empty glass out for me and after I took it she moved her hand closer to mine, waiting for me to take it and said, “Let’s go to bed, Paul.”She led me upstairs, to my room, where she’d already turned back the bed covers and laid out my pyjama bottoms at the end (I usually sleep naked from the waist up, it’s just more comfortable).. .. (34 years old married man with a lovely wife and 2 k**s)... he wanted to try it with a man but not with a gay? Once the money was in my hands! I ordered them to get naked and my husband to get down on his knees and get this nice 8 1/2" cock hard so he can fuck his ass deep for me! (poor guy never fucked his wife's ass in 10 years) not 7 minutes later he came while fucking him in his condom... I don't know if it's because of me encouraging him to go faster and deeper or if i arrived home. Derek is closer now, holding my hands. ‘Tell us what has scared you, please?’ he begs. ‘I…oh god.. it was my stepfather.’, I felt like I was about to break, like he was going to jump out. With these two holding me I felt safe to continue, ‘He did the scars on my arms and chest. He was an abuser and I was his target for three years, but no one believed me apart from Sarah. My stepfather was a pillar of the community, and when I tried to get free from him, he tried to…’ I can’t continue. I don’t.