I think most women would have been terrified, worried that I was a creep or a murderer but she was totally at ease, enough to walk around half naked i... front of me. Maybe all of that was her drunken judgement but it was as odd to me then as it still is now.The next morning, I woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon cooking. It took me a minute to remember where I was and what had happened the night before. Summer had clearly been up for a while. She was fully dressed, a little more modestly than. I guided my cock in with my hand until the head was inside. His hole was wrapped around it so tightly. "Push out a little. It'll make it easier."He didn't respond."Jake, I'm going to fuck you whether you listen to me or not. I'm just trying to make this hurt less for you." Alright, jeez." Don't be scared. Just breathe and I'll take care of you."He winced and pushed his asshole out. "That's right..." I said as his ass's grip on my cock loosened a bit. I slid his shirt up a little so I could get. The place looked surreal in the candlelight as Madame D closed the door, pulling the curtains on the windows down. Just as Shaheed was about to jump on Madame D. She turned around and blew some type of dust in his face. Shaheed found himself unable to move. Madame D simply smiled as the large man hit the ground in a slump. Shaheed was aware of everything, felt everything, yet his body was totally paralyzed. "Shaheed.you were about to do something very nasty to me." Madame D said dragging. My pussy muscles started squeezing and milking him which caused him to have a second organism. With both of us satisfied, we cleaned up and got dressed. I asked that he not tell anyone that we had had sex or that I was a Hermie. He agreed. That relationship continued for only another month. His father got a new job and the family moved away. The second relationship followed a similar pattern. After a month or so we found ourselves alone in his home one evening. He brought up the subject.