.begging for my cock...well, now you're gonna get it! But first...we're gonna have some fun..."His hand stopped for a moment then surged forward into...my crotch, rubbing, squeezing. I squirmed and moaned, bucking my hips, not wanting to like it, but loving every bit of being m*****ed. He stopped and laughed as I sat panting in the chair."I think you like this, don't you?"I nodded and then begged to be let go. Truly begged. Sincerely. Aroused but scared. I begged and begged and begged.He. Looked at my blouse.Damn it, he'd ripped off a button.'I think you like it, sweetheart, ' he said, hand at his crotch.Vulgar fellow.I ignored him, went to the window. Looked out.'You know you like it, ' I heard him say, shuffling after me, and then I could feel him behind me again. But I'd had enough of the guy. I turned around and faced him. He was starting to piss me off.'I said enough, cowboy, ' I said, as I caught his broad hands and turned them away. But his open mouth hit my neck just. "With very little effort, Stephen picked his wife up and put her over his shoulder. At a solid six foot, there was really very little Gina could do anyway. She was the one who showed him what ropes were really for and he took to tying her up like a duck to water. He carried her squirming bikini-clad form through the house and outside to the driveway.The sun was just starting to brighten the night and Gina felt a cool breeze caress her as her husband carried her to the boat outside. The Catalina. Probably allot of thingsI think about telling Angela to call me daddy but I don't know if she would be into it. She might think it's weird. She's not as kinky Selena, that's for sure.Maybe I'll wait until the next time she comes to bed after having some wine.I lean over my wife, kiss her breast, a trail of kisses between them, then taking one nipple in my lips, sucking and kissing, then the other.She cooes an moans as I nibble and suckMy mind floats back to those encounters, 17 years ago with.