“Was she any good in bed?”“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Hank started.“It’s okay. You don’t have to talk about it, but I fi...ured it’d make you feel better to share the details.”“I think you’d feel differently if I told you.”“Fine. Tell me. Everything.”And he did. “I didn’t sleep with another woman,” he began. “It was Wade, Sophie’s Wade. I was so overcome with lust, with need, that I couldn’t help myself.”“Oh, Hank! I never knew. You can…”“Stop, Virginia,” Hank interjected. . Mujhe woh bohut pasand thi aur main usko soch kar kai baar muth marta tha. Main uske sath sex ke sapne bhi dekhta tha. Fir mere dimaag mein ek khurapat aayi ki waise bhi main woh jagah chodne wala hu. To kyu na main use hi dekhte hue muth maru? Aisa main pehle bhi ek baar kar chuka tha jab woh mere kamre mein safai karne aati thi. Main nahane ke liye bathroom chale gaya tha aur fir thoda sa darwaza khol ke use dekhte dekhte muth mara tha. Par is baar main pehle hi naha chuka tha to maine kuch. So hard that the clamps fell off her nipples. As the blood run into them again she moaned in agony. Her legs shivered. Instead of replacing them he took a candle and waxed her nipples and tits. That cumslut loved it and enjoyed the sweet pain. I was a bit relaxed as I could join the first hour and found him doing traditional bdsm stuff. So I went out of the webcast for three or four hours and went shopping. As I got connected to her at around 3 p.m. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My slut was. I know I have.Flashes of images, of feeling comfortable, yet nervous arousal course through me. Oh, this is going to haunt me until I figure it out…wait, what did he just say? Oh, crap! He was talking to me! Panic mode, panic mode activated! I try to focus on the last thing I heard…“…so I suggest that you go to your regular doctor, just to be sure. When was the last time you ate something or drank some water?”He sounds so professional, calm and in control, so sure of himself as he kneels at my.