You seem to be enjoying this thought and add to the scenario by instructing me to insert the remote control vibe. i guess i should be a little concern...d about where this might lead...but nope. Not a bit. Partially, i’m sure, because i’m still riding a low buzz from the aftereffects of my three brilliant orgasms, but more because You know exactly what will push my buttons, and i trust You to use that knowledge appropriately. So i just sink into it. With a big smile.Once we both look and feel. But anyway, that's not the point. It isn't that I'm worried about getting pregnant, as a concept. In fact, pregnancy would be an experience"."An experience", Janice mused. "Well, yes. I suppose you could call it that. If you were particularly insensitive".Garvey cringed. He remembered that Janice was the mother of a two year old little boy, and had suffered a particularly difficult delivery. Even though the child hadn't been his, he'd still had to live through the story at least fifty times. Steve is a friend of my husband Mark, and I suck him off about once a week. He shoots really big loads and I love how thick and creamy his cum is. Anyway, he's really into bondage and he's always been after me to give it a try. Steve’s fiftieth birthday was coming up, so Mark and I decided that as his gift we'd throw him a surprise bondage birthday.We put a really thick, comfy duvet on our kitchen table, which I lay down on. I was naked, except for my black, stay-up stockings and six inch. " I nibbled her ear and got maybe a little giggle. My hips rocked slightly and my hardness withdrew and reinserted in between her satiny thighs. I worked my hand down to the top of her pubic mound and felt wispy hairs. She inhaled and held her breath as I slipped over her tight pussy lips, fully closed, just a slit. Gently I probed a bit but she was clenched, the strokes of my penis below were increasing and I was pushing her bottom with my hips as I got more range of motion. I raised up.