Helping me to stand he ask "are you really willing to become my dream girl?" "now bend over so we can fix this" van instructed and pushed my legs apar.... Next he reached through my legs from behind, took my penis or"clit" as pat required me to call it, and pulled it between my legs so hard tears came to my eyes. i was intimidated by vans stern voice as he commanded "spread your cheeks and make sure your balls stay pushed up inside". then he tucked my clit deep so the head stayed securely wedged. In truth, the extent of female companionship in my life extends to my co-workers, but they are younger than me (in their twenties as opposed to me being forty) and we have nothing in common outside of where we work. On one particular Friday, as I was walking through the parking lot to my car, she fell into step next to me, asking me if I had any particular plans for the weekend. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye. Her office, I decided, allowed casual Fridays. She was wearing. Her complexion told him that she was a natural redhead. A lady with a very pretty face ... one that he would never have suspected being the wife of a pastor.She was bubbly and fun to talk to ... even flirting with him when trying on the dresses.Scott found a sexy pair of red shoes that complemented the dress, and some nice red anklets and wristlets - he suspected that they had a bondage purpose but they still looked fantastic on her body. When he found the neck version of them he knew for sure. We arrived and checked into the Sheraton with adjoining rooms and had dinner before crashing for the night, still without much conversation except for necessary business talk. As I crawled into bed I decided that tomorrow I would somehow make a move and begin to take whatever steps were necessary to mend the breach between us. Then as I was just beginning to dose off, there was a series of loud knocks on the adjoining door. ‘Doug, Doug could you open the door please?’ It was Paula and she.