“Please.” A hand pulls my leg that’s on his hip upon his shoulder as he enters me with one fluid motion. Gasping at the sensation of being comp...etely full; I moan his name automatically. The lips trailing kisses along my ankle vibrate as Jason growls in pleasure. I want to touch him so badly. Struggling against the restraints he’s used; I try hard to free myself. “Let me touch you.” He nips at the ankle while taking deep strokes. “No, it’s hot seeing you tied up and at my mercy.” My body. The rest of the holiday was relaxing and soon we were winging our way home. —– Michael: I came to the sanatorium when I had a breakdown shortly after I had my liver transplanted. It was touch and go for a while, despite having good contacts in the evaluation committee there just weren’t any suitable liver’s available. For a while it looked like I might die waiting. Most of my colleagues attributed my breakdown to the stress of waiting. I think that my therapist at the sanatorium had other ideas. Walking down the silent hallway towards the room felt a bit surreal, and as I came to the door, and took out the door card and prepared to insert it into the slot, my heart began beating harder; excitedly, nervously anticipating what lay in store on the other side!I walked in and closed the door behind me. The room was silent. I walked further in and found Marisa laying in bed under a sheet. She looked up at me as I came in, and she smiled!"Hey!" She said, and reaching out her arms towards me,. She stood up and left the bedroom, leaving Greg tied and incredibly horny. He tried to will his body to cum, but to no avail. His efforts, although subtle, did keep his cock hard during the 10 minutes she was away.She returned and walked over to the bed. Greg turned his head hoping to see some indication that they would both cum, soon. But all he saw was his gorgeous woman walking toward him; her nipples and cock were still quite stiff. She knelt beside the bed and whispered close to his ear,.