I watched him squeeze my waist with his front legs while his hind ones kept on pushing until the tip of his prick made contact with my labia. My engor...ed labia. Fuck me! I begged as I peered into his eyes. A split second later, he jerked forward and I felt his manhood invade my soaking-wet pussy. Oh yes! I moaned as he started pounding me. I could feel this prick darting in and out of me and the blissful feeling it bestowed upon me convinced me to escalate things. Without a second of. I stood bewildered, and told him I would not get into that, and rejected his suggestion. We then continue to walk again. He said he knew of a place, I just had to show I was eighteen. Of course, I was eighteen and had I.D. We walked down Del Mar, to a club, “Holiday Spa” a gay bathhouse.We entered, and walked up a glass window, behind was a stud looking man, who asked for I.D and $12.00 for a room and key. In the desk area, behind the counter were overhead monitors, showing gay movies; hard. Two bright eyes from the bed stared back into mine. So bright! Abigail was rated 0.9, and Shephatiah lower at 0.7, but Shephatiah's eyes were alive with intelligence, so impossibly bright and alive! I cleared my throat and tried to speak.Nothing came out. Shephatiah decided to speak first. "Are you my husband?"I stared at her and nodded my head."Please sire, where is my marriage book?"I pointed to the night-table behind her."Thank you husband," she said calmly. She rolled over and turned on a. It seemed there was always some young guy under his desk making him happy sucking him off or just playing what ever he desired. I had never seen or cared to see his equipment up close and personell till one day I was sitting at my desk half dozing I awoke to his big black trouser snake dangling in my face. He was slowly stroking it and shaking it as if trying to wake it up. When I backed away he said I just wanted you to check for me that last dude bit me a little. I looked down straight it.