He made love to her for hours,filling her tight hole again and again. She was so close she felt likecrying, and finally, did, as orgasm again eluded h...r. Another month passed. And another. She was getting used to thenear orgasms he gave her when he penetrated her ass. She was evenbeginning to crave it, despite being frustrated to tears at the end ofit. She felt completely owned and submissive, her tears flowing freelyonto his chest afterwards, his soothing words in her ear, his strongarms. ..hmmmm and it better be a good one...My friend the Bosuns mate a guy I have been having sex with for awhile cornered me and wanted to know what was wrong at first I refused to tell him but after awhile I decided to and I told him the story I showed him my ass mural and he was shocked and very pissed off he said my ass was still very beautiful and that if I didn't mind he would like to fuck me I happily agreed and after sucking his cock he gave me a good sound fucking I could feel his fingers. I then heard of a store a couple hundred miles away that had numerous gloryholes. I was determined to realize my dream. I told my wife about it and she said, “its about time” After all, I had set her up with double penetrations, allowed her to go out with others.... but again, that is for later stories. She said she would make me a “kit”. She made room reservations, packed my suitcase and gave me a little bag. In it was lube, condoms, mouthwash and handiwipes. It my suitcase was my jockstrap,. “Sheriff Joe Bob is convinced that the white slavery operation that you folks stumbled onto is alive and well. For the most part, he and your two judges have been able to keep them at bay in their county, but the surrounding counties and the major metro areas continue to have more disappearances than can be explained - especially orphans and runaways. He says he’s seen indications that whoever runs the operations has decided to move back into his area.”He paused for effect, then continued, “Now.