I was lying on my back, propped up on my elbows to watch. When she was bare, Talibah straddled my midsection, trapping my hardening cock against my ab...omen, and pushed me down flat. My hands went automatically to her heavy, perfectly formed breasts as her slippery mound slithered slowly up and down the length of my shaft, still trapped between us.Talibah gasped and thrust her chest forward as I kneaded her tits and repeatedly squeezed and released her dark nipples. Abandoning those luscious. I had to try and escape. I needed to leave. I couldnt just lay here and wait for him to nearly kill me again. I got up, in excruciating pain I walked slowly to the tiny window up at the top of the wall. I walked with a limp. My vagina hurt so bad I couldnt hardly walk. I didnt know what time it was, or if my dad was home or not, I was just terrified and wanted to get out of this hell hole. I grabbed a chair, stepped up onto the computer desk in the basement. The swivel chair moved as I fell. ), Role-play (Age play (meaning daddy/little girl, not diapers and cribs), Rape play, and others) and Bondage (restraints, ball gags, blindfolds, typical D/s torments, and what not). Im also very sexual and like to experiment with depraved sex acts and kinks. Sexually Im into oral, hard core, very rough sex and just about anything else. I do not like things that are phony or feel like acting. There is always room for role play of course, but it should be natural and not too rehearsed or. I guess he was as intelligent and careful as his size was…haha!Later, I asked omar whether he is okay if I book some swimming lessons. He was okay with that. No matter what, it was sometimes very helpful to have such a free thinking husband.By 4pm, I was at the pool. I was wearing the face cover and nobody tried to check my identity.There was nobody in the pool…nobody except one. Imad was in the pool, smiling.-hey, come on in with your bra, panty and mask…heh!- we are gonna learn how to swim-I.