She was moaning and was pulling me up to have my dick in her. But I didn’t go up that easily.I pulled her top and tore her bra. I tied her hands wit... her bra and started licking her armpits. She was now in an agony and wanted me in her completely. I then started finger fucking her by directly putting in her my 2 fingers. She yelled out at me at first but in a few minutes, she started moaning loudly in pleasure.I was eating her boobs while finger-fucking her. She used to love it when I did this. He was your typical California surfer, aperfect blonde hunk. That Saturday night we were sitting around his place.He was home alone. His parents went out to dinner and his sister was on adate. After we drank almost a case of beer between the two of us, I wasfeeling good and it was then I said, "Tony, I have to tell you something."He smiled and said, "Sure, guy, whatever." "Tony. I'm Gay." "No way! Notyou! Did something happen in school. I mean one thing doesn't mean..." Iinterrupted him. "I'm. . An hour later when Elizabeth got up the first thing she saw on her kitchen table and on the kitchen walls were framed copies of her bondage photo albums, big 8x10's down to snapshot size there had to be at least 20 of them. They could have been the illustrations for a do it yourself book on S&M and Bondage. Peter had left her a full coffee pot and she sat there with a cup, going cold as it slowly sunk in ... Where ... my computer ... how ... who cares ... Peter ... who else ... what ... I. As much as I wanted to avoid it, it seemed to beckon to me. Even if I went in, what where the chances that there would be another fat cock waiting for me? I bet the last time that it was sheer coincidence that it happened. As if they had a mind of their own, my feet turned towards the restroom door. I don’t know if I was just curious or if I u*********sly made this situation happen again. Trance like, I found myself walking across the restroom floor toward the stall once again..Timidly I eased.