"Go big or go home" is his only response before he sinks himself into me slowly. "Mhmmmm Tristan" I moan in satisfaction. "Tell me baby, do you want m... to make slow and passionate love to you or do you want me to fuck you senseless?" he questions his cock slowly moving in and out in a teasing manner. "Why not both? Why not start off making slow and passionate love to me and then finish off by fucking me senseless?" I suggest as I lick my lips as if they were dry. "That actually doesn't sound. I thought we had tried everything when he suggested an 'experiment'.Conditioned response was what he called it. An automatic physical response to outside stimuli enforced through intense emotion. And the emotion selected was pleasure, specifically sexual pleasure.We had talked a few times about orgasm on demand and I decided that it would ruin the experience, so I knew that was not his idea. When he told me what he planned and his expectations I was appalled, at first. That gave way to. ’ That was the turning point of their relationship. The friendship blossomed and they began to enjoy each other more. Eventually it led to their marriage and to this night where Gina watched Roger strip as she adjusted the straps to the harness around her hips. Roger went willingly and easily to the corner of the bed where he laid face down waiting for her. ‘You love this, don’t you,’ she teased him a little. The tube of KY was on the bed and he squirted a dollop into his hand then reached. Tears formed in her eyes as she spoke, I reached out and pulled her to me, her head lay on my shoulder and I stroked her auburn hair, the tears kept coming and I gently kissed her eyes. Her hand reached for my head and she pulled it towards hers, her lips touched mine and we kissed slowly, I knew the drink had affected her and pulled away slowly. “Time to go home mom”. We drove home slowly and I helped her to her room, laying her on the bed I lent over and kissed her lips again, “goodnight you.