I am immobile and I find thatwith a set of stairs on wheels my wife?s friends have basicallyuninterrupted access to anything they deem pleasurable. If...I couldcommunicate I would, I?m not happy. Suddenly Yolanda is on the ladderand inserting some gag in my mouth and strapping it to my head. Thesewomen, having consumed a pleather of alcoholic beverages proceed to takefull advantage of me. I don?t understand but I?m now having my breastsemptied and my cock used at their discretion. No one actually. She would tell you he was mostly rough, indifferent to her desires and would angrily pound against her until he got his release, only then becoming tender. She devised ways to avoid him, surprising and delighting herself with her ingenuity. But his onslaught was never deterred for more than a day or two. Was Dante abusive? Was Catherine’s role in life to be a victim? I can’t answer that, but I can tell you that once, when an injury kept Dante from pursuing her for several weeks Catherine began. " said Jake."Well, I don't really care, as long as we get to go to Mount Gloria today." replied Hunter."You're really serious about this, aren't ya?" Yeah! That's where we met, last year. We became friends then. This year, we become BEST friends!" shouted Hunter, friendly punching Jake on his shoulder.Both Jake and Hunter went downstairs to have breakfast, and after that, the 2 boys spent most of their time hanging out at Mount Gloria.At sunset, both boys were at the tallest place of Mount. " So, I did--slowly this time. She was soaking wet--but tight as all get-out. Having plowed through her hymen, I took the rest of it slowly.I loved looking at her. For one thing, I had this, I dunno, I guess you'd call it a fetish. I like making love with girls who aren't completely naked. She wasn't. Her blouse and bra were open, but not off. Her panties were off, but her skirt was still on, bunched up around her waist. She still had her knee-highs and her shoes on. It was quite a sight.I was.