"I felt like I wasn't in control, like I was being used as a toy..." she said as she looked around nervously."did he hurt you?" I asked."No, he just g...t too aggressive and I didn't have the willpower to tell him to stop." she explained.At this point I had an idea of what she meant, but I wanted to know. It really turned me on hearing this. I NEEDED to know the details. So I kept asking questions."what did he do?" I asked, after a brief silence."He grabbed my hair and held me down, I couldn't. So I didn't feel too bad. Everybody else seemed to have lots more hair 'round their pecker than I did, and that bothered me. Some of them had some hair on their chest, specially 'round their tits. I lay in bed nights and would feel the fuzz that was growin' 'round my pecker and hopin' it would get thicker. I wondered if'n there was any kind of fertilizer, or somethin' that would make it grow faster. But Old Charley here already had lots of it. He hadn't started growin' any on his chest, but. There’s a difference between bonding and dalliances. With bonding, you wouldn’t take that into account. For dalliances, you usually do. Liz is the exception.”“I have a preference,” I replied, “but it’s not absolute, and Liz is the prime example. And that’s not the issue at all in this case. It’s whether or not it’s a good idea. I think the issue in my mind is that if it developed naturally, after a few months at the Rap Session, that would be different. Which is another reason I wanted to put. Both of them spanked my ass and then he took me in his arms grabbing my boobs and pussy. He told her that now when she knew what I am so she can understand that it’ll take him more than one night to get satisfied with me. So until that time she can either watch him fuck me or get out of the room as his cock needs my holes.I was feeling very proud and shy at the same time as he had me naked in his arms and demonstrated my body to his wife like I am some object to be used. But I was proud as well.