John looks over to her and they both smile at each other. "Oh John, you knew this, didn't you?" Brianna asks John, and he nods, slowly.The masseuse dr...ps her top, and slides her boobs around John's hard dick, while the masseur slides his fingers inside her pussy and starts to suck on her clit."Ahhh, yesss, go on!" Brianna moans, and at the same time, John also starts moan. She looks over at John and can see his dick disappear between the boobs, and only the head pops out every time.But then her. Of course. It’s always been that way. He came to feel superior ... to feel dominant. He came to let me know that he could fuck me ... he could hit me ... he could do anything he wanted to me. And I could never do anything at all to him except submit.”I thought about that. “And what makes you think you might know something that could hurt him”“Something I overheard. It might not really mean anything. He finished with me once at Gladys’ place, and when he opened the door to leave, Hardy was. I was stopped as I passed tables on the way to my group, people who wanted an autograph perhaps, a great laugh if I laid my penis out long on the table. Some university students who wanted a group photo, a grope photo I’d call it, charmed me into sitting down with them in a tight booth. All girls they took turns sitting in my lap. They wanted personal shots, each, girl cuddling my penis, smiling face straddling beside. I stood alongside their booth for some time as they teased one another to. "I like touching you there. You know, we haven't done anal sex." I don't want to either. Nick that's... I don't know... wrong." Who told you that? Your daddy the preacher?" No, but it's not right. I think vaginal sex is the only way to go."Nick sighed. "Ok, I guess." He felt disappointed. He'd had anal sex with a few gals but that was a long time ago. Ever since he met Jessica and she'd been caught up on the whole "sex until marriage" thing, he hadn't had any nice heavy action. He wanted anal.