Over a period of time, started imagining her nude and just wanted to have some fun. But didn’t know how to progress. So I tried various things. I us...d to keep my room door open while I was changing and once she entered my room while I was drying my hair with towel. I was completely nude but don’t know that she saw anything or not as my towel was covering my front. She just walked in my room and was surprised to see me like that and told me sorry and went out. Nothing happened after that.Next. Chief among those experiences was a crash course in domestic servitude that had trained him into an obedient male submissive and efficient house husband. They weren’t married in the traditional sense, but now that they’d been together for a number of years, they were practically common law husband and wife. At least they would’ve been, if the old rules and standards still applied. They were all being rewritten with great haste.It wasn’t always this way. Not so long ago, Michael had a standard. He was gorgeous, and I was a klutz. He seemed shy but very outspoken. He smiled even wider.“You’re welcome. You should be careful.” He told me. I smiled again.“What’s your name?” I asked. He looked down and starred at his feet. He was tan; he looked like he spent a lot of time in the sun. Maybe he was a life guard. “My name is Bradyn.” He said quietly. I smiled and held out my hand. He took it and shook it.“Are you a lifeguard?” I asked looking into his eyes. I noticed his eyes were bright. Now from behind pushing it hard in so she could feel every inch of his fat dick widening her hole.He put his arm around her neck. Choking her with his arm while holding it with the hand by her hair. Slowly increasing his speed more and more. Trying to make her moan as hard as she could. Showing no mercy.Both of them are in an insane mindset, the mind going wild, the bodies wilder, and it wasn’t long before they wanted more, they wanted to feel each other deeper.She started riding him, this time.