She cries out in a low, guttural groan that fills the house. Her stomach muscles pull the object in once more, where it pauses for a second, before mo...ing again. She is hit by a third wave of intense energy that courses through her body. She shudders, her fingers trembling, her muscles tightening under the strain. It draws to a close, her entire body goes limp as her blue eyes open, her face serene and peaceful. Her hand between her legs relaxes as she recovers from the intense ride. She purrs. I heard a horse clopping to a stop behind me and turned to see Luther sitting beside a beautiful young Mexican woman in his buggy. In the back seat, I saw his two sons, who were maybe five and six years old. They were pointing toward the tractors as Luther helped his wife to the ground. She took one son and Luther took the other as they brought them over and lifted them to stand on the dock.The crowd was gathering more and more as people walked up to see what was happening.Luther stepped up to. Ironically, what made this experience even more deliciously-depraved for me, was the fact that I was seeing a counsellor for sex-addiction at the time and I got a huge kick out of divulging my sordid secrets to her, in explicit detail. Furthermore, she seemed to have a morbid-fascination for my deviant behaviour, a fascination which very possibly spurred me on to doing even more-depraved. ”.John walked in and I closed the door behind him.”So where are we doing this?”he asked.”I set up the back bedroom if you want to follow me.”,I said leading the way.As we entered the bedroom John took off his shirt and took me in his embrace and our lips locked for the first time. It happened so quickly that my towel dropped to the floor and my dick,which was now fully erect sprang to life.”What have we got here?”John said as he grabbed and stroked my cock.I took in a sharp breathe as I felt a.