I recalled how their mother too, on the rare occasions I had had a chance to talk to her alone, had always proved to be a stupefyingly boring conversa...ionalist, chattering away nineteen to the dozen on the most trivial subjects. I had once travelled by rail to London with her, a journey to which I had much looked forward, but one that she had spoilt by incessant twitterings about nothing; I spent the whole time wishing she would shut up and let me admire her beauty.Obviously Vicky and Simone. At this point, I didn't even knew I liked men. That changed very quickly though.Shortly after my 16th birthday, my mom and sister went to look at a college, and left me home alone for the weekend. About 10 pm on the Friday night, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, one of my sister's boyfriends, Paul, was standing at the door. He was a senior and very cute. Preppy guy about 5'10" and 185 lbs. I believe he played wide receiver for the football team. He asked if he could come in.He. She was a pregnant woman handcuffed on her kitchen sink, with her legs bound like she was going to be served as a Turkey Dinner. The wistful look of total surrender and submission to her husband in her doe-eyes, really spoke to me.Mike’s interest included pain. I didn’t like pain but it seemed like the price I had to pay in order to play our bondage games. He spanked me, pulled my tits, choke-fucked me, butt-fucked me and started making me wear a plug to stretch my asshole almost all of the. She wants to moan again, but he only kisses her deeper. Then, he pushes his fingers into her and begins moving them in and out, feeling how wet she’s becoming. She unzips his pants, pulls his cock out through the opening to return the favor. She takes him in her hand and begins to stoke, matching his speed. His breathing get heavier and he has to break away from they’re kiss. ‘ Oh, yeah,’ he whispers with his eyes half closed ‘that feels good.’ She looks down and notices the tiny drop of.