Normally this would be enough for me, buttonight it just didn't feel like enough. I wanted something different.After a few minutes, I grabbed her and...wrestled her down to the bed. Ipulled out of her and before she could argue, I flipped her over andslipped my wet piece in to her anus.She squealed and squirmed at first and told me to stop and pull out. Ididn't stop. After a few moments, she gave in. She realized she didn'thave much control over the situation and let me have my way with. . Also had a girl in colege with similar tastes..Then after college, I got married to a woman that wasn't into "kinky" sex and things were pretty dull for me. With the Internet and a magazine that featured "variations" I would fantasize and masturbate a lot late at night after she had gone to bed. Our sex life dwindled and I asked her why. She said she didn't get much fun out of sex anymore. I introduced her to tying me up so she could get the kind of pleasure she wanted, but she didn't really. Perhaps more than if they had been married. Once a week or so, but not on any set day, they opened the cane roll and played with one of the instruments but the effect was to arouse rather than hurt and it was rare now for him to actually punish her."Calling Margaret Smith. Margaret Smith will you come in please?" Cupping his hands around his mouth mimicking a loud hailer, Jeremy brought his partner back from her musing. "Sorry Jeremy, I was thinking about my life here and comparing it with life. With my lips and my fingers smelling of pussy, I assured her he’d have an erection for the rest of the night and halfway through the next morning! True to my words, I gently woke Doug up getting back into bed, slipped in my smelly, tangy, tongue and gave him a little penis squeeze for good measure. When I awoke at 7:30, soft puppy dog eyes were staring at me and there was this cute little tent in the covers. I gave it a squeeze and a crank around and then told him to get up and have a.