I push in a bit more, and I see his strain lessen. I push in slowly, bit by bit, giving him time to adjust. By the time my pubic hair rubs against his...butt cheeks, I feel his body relaxing. We stay there, one on top of the other, catching our breath, my cock wholly inside of him. I enjoy his warm body against mine. I put my hands under his thick pubic hair, under his chest, under his hard abs, and shift us, rolling over, so that he is on top of me. "You're in control Mike. Fuck me." Mike. -paper 'Sexual Anthropology' in timeSUSAN'S STEPS into voluntary SEXUAL SLAVERY at Mentor Master PETER PE is a long story to tellSUSAN'S STORY is not new -- we are back in first half of the eighties -- at his old wood-port quartersSUSAN'S STORY in her words is written well worded, but it lacks proper paragraphing for liveliness"SUSAN'S STORY needs an Experienced Editor" I state in my comment under first part I read of herSUSAN'S STORY may need a couple of dozen well written intimate. "Yeah." They didn't tell you about people like me at church, did they?" No," she laughed. "They didn't tell me about a lot of things, either." Faith, I'd like you to be a bridesmaid at my wedding." Really? I'd love to!"We laughed and hugged, and then we turned toward the mirror, my long, leanbody contrasting with her short, even more curvaceous one. Our eyescaught in the reflection."You ready?" I asked.She smiled shyly. "I think so."We slipped into our silk negligees before we stepped out. I sit down on it and spread my legs. She pushes my mini skirt and starts slowly with her tongue to caress my clitoris, I'll damn wet with excitement and she licks everything nice. Then I grab her by her hair and force her to stand up. I tear her skirt and top from her body and kisses her passionately. I Knock gently on the wall and we are faced with stark naked. Slyly smiles at me and says quietly, "I am the way, Kathi" "Pleased to meet you, Kathi, I'm Laura," I reply as I look at them with.