She whispered to me to separate them a little so he could have a proper look...H: OMG you never told me this before.W: Well, you know, I didn’t know...how you might of taken it, anyway we did worse that week. H: But we hadn’t till then and we hadn’t discussed anything like that, not then.W: I know but still, it seemed harmless enough, anyway the people want to know what happened so please be quiet for a moment. So I opened my legs a bit and the driver smiled and clearly liked what he was seeing.. . my husband said I would find going with a stranger to be some of the best sex I had ever had, and he wasn't wrong. The vivid memory of my first passionate kiss as I sat next to him in the back of his car, the feel of his hands on my breasts, it took a little nerve for me to start feeling his cock through his jeans but as soon as my tongue was in his mouth and my hand was on his erect cock, I was well away in the throes of passion and when he said he would video me sucking his cock, without. Sometimes it was just him. Sometimes it was him and his friends. But it was always my ass that was getting fucked. Slowly, I could sense, he was finding my borders and pushing them. Even though he was constantly using me as his whore I always felt safe with him. At the end of every hot session he’d ask me if I really wanted him to **** me and I’d always say yes. It was fantasy after all, right? During one particularly hot session he asked me if I had a safe word. I asked him what that was. He. ..It doesn’t have to be like this...I can make it real good for you…I can make it good for both of us...you know that already."She’d never answered before, she’d always chosen to remain silent because she didn’t want to piss him off and deal with the consequences, but this time she couldn’t hold her tongue and shouted to the top of her lungs "No! I'll never be yours! D’you hear me? I never will!" She was furious and defiant. She regretted her words the second they escaped her mouth but there.