Unconstrained by convention or societal imposed inhibition they will often indulge in activity which later they might shy away from.I was no exception...and it wasn’t until in more recent years the www opened up adult sites with self-posted videos and written accounts that one realised that of course there is nothing unique sexually in this world and indeed there are many who indulge in the whole gamut of sexual enjoyment.One such was my own enjoyment of used condoms. Having experimented with. .Until the day I challenged you to a little competition.The two of us are sitting fully clothed in your kitchen. We are sitting on hard wooden chairs that are on a ceramic tiled floor– an important detail for later. In front of us, on the table, are several pint tumblers full of ice-cold water. We are about to start a competition neither of us is sure about who might “win”. Is win even the right word?The competition – the first one to have to give in and pee, the toilet down the hall being out. As the door was wide open to his room, any of the guests at the party making their way to the bathroom were treated to the sounds of the headboard banging accompanied by my begging and screaming Mark to fuck me.Mark loved our age difference. As we both lay on the bed panting from the hard bout of sex we'd just had, his thick young cream drying on my sweaty tits (yes, he pulled his dick out of my pussy and sprayed my tits with his cum), he asked me how old I was. Reluctantly, I told him, but. The next Friday like clock work he was in the bank again.this time he was with my supervisor/friend/mistress (actually I'm her personal Slut)but thats getting a head of the story.He came out and got in line.he kept letting other people get in front of him,I'm guessing he wanted a perticular teller.So he came to my line.How may I help you.He said will you have lunch with me.Before i could think about it I said No.He walked out of the bank (no transaction)My co-workers looked at me and said with.