For years, while making love to my wife I would fantasize her making love to another man while I watched. One day while on our evening walk, she conf...ssed to me that her old boyfriend had called her a few weeks back to catch up on old times. They had lost touch when he moved away and married. She had met him while still in high school. By this time she was working over night at one of the resorts in town and he was living in Washington. She said the calls were more and more frequent to the. Terry was an expert at conalingus. He knew how to please a woman. Between heavy breathing she said, "Look, Terry, I love what your are doing but I need your cock inside me. I want you so much. Fuck me, Terry, fuck me. Fuck me hard." He moved up to give Sandy a kiss and at the same time pressed his engorged pole on her pussy lips, first moving it up and down along her slit before starting to penetrate her fuck hole. Terry pressed in slowly at first waiting for Sandy to adjust to his size, then. “B-But ... she ... she could ... become Kindred.”“ ... yes, she could.” Sighing all the more, Antoinette continued to comb her hair, seeking the soothing blanket of familiar comfort. None came. “Jack is not old enough to sire. The drain on his mind would be too great.” Not necessarily true, but a risk nonetheless.“Then ... I ... I d-don’t...”Her inability to explain the problem was more than enough barrier to give weight to the reality of it. To sire someone was a massive commitment, never to. Her body squirmed in pleasure, but her movements were futile against the chains that bound her.When she had been filled, he again move in front of her and positioned himself. He entered her slowly, savoring how easy her juices have made the entry. Her breathing and gasping was getting heavier, in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts mercilessly and pulling and twisting the phallus stuffed into her. Her arms and legs fought a useless battle against.