My God darling your cock feels so good. When I saw it growing I knew I had you." I just groaned."Look at your wife. She got her lovely tits out and a ...and down her shorts too! Fuck doesn't she look good enough to eat?"The whole thing was just so erotic. D and I humping while she talks dirty, Sue playing and me still speechless."Undo my blouse Mark and feel my tits while she watches. Let's give her a show. It's what she wants you know!"Leaning back a little I comply and dropping her blouse to. After we had been playing for a few months, talk got more intimate and suggestive. We cybered and tried phone sex. We enjoyed it, and decided to meet for coffee. We were both just curious about each other. One evening after work, we met at a local donut shop. I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed that evening. We did nothing but talk to each other. It was the first time I had a conversation with a caring woman in 10 years. She listened, to me, and seemed to be interested in what I said. She was. Finally, there was a lot ofshuffling and jingling of ankle chains followed the scrape of a bench andthe despairing gasps of sissies whose corsets were too tight. I did not need any imagination to realise what was happening. As thesissies were bending to sit, the vicious waists of the corsets would bedigging hard into their plump waists and causing unmentionablediscomfort.Eventually the noises abated and Mistress Janet left her seat at toptable to disappear behind the screen. To my surprise. When Lawrence entered me, he used his hand to guide his shaft, the head full and thick, past my folds, and into my gate. My back arched, and like before, I let out a loud grunt. My mouth gaped, and my arms lay over my head in supplication. I was giving myself to Lawrence, as I was just too tired to fight him. His initial thrust was slow. Long. Like forever. But it also made my body tingle. The fullness of his cock in me made me feel differently, a definite pleasure, one I would not be.