OOOH, yes, Julie. Are you sure you haven’t sucked a cock before. You’re damn good at this for a virgin. I said loud and pushed more of my stiff co...k into her mouth, banging against the back, making her gag. For a moment I thought not to deep throat fuck her now and leave out this activity for next time. I wanted her to learn how to suck the cock first. She felt the penis sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue running up and down my tall penis feeling the ridges and bumps on it, the veins. She looked at me with the open bottle and the cork screw in her hand."Oh!" It was a screw top." I explained. She looked perplexed, and then giggled."Aubrey would never, ever open a bottle of wine with a screw top. That wouldn't have class." I laughed with her."Well I'm downmarket. All the wine I drink comes from supermarkets, and has screw tops. Have you got the glasses?" Eve delved into the hamper and came up with two large goblets. She held them out and I poured. We raised our glasses. Eve. "The doorbell rang and Fred got up to see who it was. Rhonda sat playing with her rock hard nipples as she waited. She was feeling real hot and sexy and could barely wait until she could have his thick hard cock gushing his cum down her throat.She was getting impatient and could hear voices in the front room. Fred called and asked her to come out. Slipping on a blouse she checked and saw the bindings didn't show."What is it Fred? Who are these men?" Just a couple of guys I met the other day.. We're brought up to be retiring, modest and genteel, innocent soft beings, but we aren't, and so we pretend to be something we're not and we deny ourselves the things that we crave. Unconsciously, we want to be coerced, Mr Pendrill, to have our wills subjugated by a hunk of a man and be driven to our limits: it's our nature. We yearn to be tossed onto a bed, to have a man's ding-dong shoved into our cunts, and be made to enjoy it. It's our dream to be forced to pant like a horse, sweat like a.