“I hope I can have the pleasure of a dance later?” he enquired.I looked at his boss who was indeed a very attractive man, who oozed power and sexu...lity in a most obvious manner. I felt myself blush slightly, as I thought to myself that he could have more than the pleasure of a dance. A tingling sensation began bubbling away inside my pussy. My stomach began fizzing mercilessly as the first thoughts of being unfaithful entered my married head.The man in front of me had stirred something which. "Despite his usual cool, Dashawn's eyes got bigger. He wiggled hisfingers to indicate he was ready to accept payment.Trace told him, "In a minute. The trick is, you have to do it just theway this sissy likes. His thing is to act like he's all hating it andtrying to make you stop. That's his fantasy. That he's being forced.But when he says that shit, it's like code. Whatever he begs you not todo, he wants. The more noise he makes about you stopping, the furtheryou have to go. And if you. It was getting late and Sarah offered to drive me home, which she did, I explained on the journey to her that I was leaving the house on the following Monday and staying in a hotel for about a week before travelling onto Australia for our new life. “What a shame she said.” “I would have really liked to get it on with you again.” “I feel the same, but if you are ever in Australia, we will.” I replied We kissed goodbye, and I went to bed and relived the whole experience in my mind. I got a full. .no! Please don't do that to me! I don't want men screwing me!" Oh, you say that now, but as soon as I give you a nice dripping little cunt, and a pair of huge soft tits with extra sensitive nipples, you'll be spreading your legs for any Tom, Dick or Harry who strikes your fancy," Tanya replied, and then she added with a laugh, "...or Dave, or Ted, or John, or Mike..." OH GOD!" Bob cried as he fell to his knees in front of her. "Please Tanya, please stop. No...No more. I can't take...no more.".