"Making you scream with pleasure and pain. Relentlessly getting taken in many positions. A strong muscular guy holding you down as he fucks your ass h...rd and deposits his thick creamy cum deep into your ass as I fuck your face with my strap-on." I let out a deep moan to that thought. I didn't necessarily want that to happen. Even though I had the image of Greg fucking my ass while sucking Maggie's strap on in my head a while ago, it was only because I was seriously horny and I just witnessed. He unlocks the door and switches on the light. It’s not an apartment as I thought it would be, it’s a studio. I don’t have time to look around, though.“On your knees.”I’ve only ever knelt in church. It feels wrong to drop on my knees here, but I still do it. I have to do it.I know what will happen here. And I want it to happen.We still do it with my husband. Not often, but who does, after ten years of marriage? True, we never did anything out of the ordinary, save for the one evening he came. This caused me to blush even harder.“I am so sorry I made you uncomfortable earlier this week. I really like you a lot, and was hoping that you would have stayed longer.”Kasey looked at me as I looked down like a school girl and smiled a little. I lied a little when I replied, “You didn’t. I just had to go.”“No. I think I scared you. How about we go out for dinner tonight?”I stammered a little as I didn’t know what to say. “I don’t think it would be a good…”Kasey interrupted, “How about picking. With long hair I was five foot five and 125 pounds sopping wet if I was lucky. Living in the city and going to such a large high school I don't think there was a single girl in my class who actually knew my name. Several times a year, usually vacations from school, my parents would drop me off at my aunt and uncle's house. They lived on a farm outside a small rural town about four hours from the city, and just as I would go to their house to visit occasionally Damu would also come stay with us.