I am gasping for air as he turns around to show me where the tights and the costume had a slight tear. I know what he wants, I shove my cock into his ...ale cunt which was well greased and wide open, apparently Jessie had spent some time with a dildo in the past. I start to move into him, back and forth, in and out, she starts to groan and moan. That puts me over the edge, I flood his male cunt with sperm that just spills out as I pull out. I didn't know what I should be thinking of, I knew that. A small movement out of the corner of my eye attracted my attention. I sat up and looked closely. Oh my god! It was a spider! I immediately pulled my feet tightly under me and began to shake.For the whole of my life I had been a sufferer of arachnophobia. I was truly terrified of spiders and although the sane part of me recognised it was a totally irrational fear, the rest of me still screamed like a banshee when one appeared.Mandy was the designated 'spider killer' in our house. She was not. Do you understand? This really ticked me off. I told her to get the fuck out and leave me alone. I thought about it for a few days and even went and rented some bisexual tapes. Click here for Harlem Boys websiteThen I went to her and explained, "I still want to have a threesome, but I don't know if I'll like sucking dick. She told me that there was only one way to find out. She said, "You go out and find one to suck and see if you like it." I told her, "OK, I could do that, but I wouldn't know. To this day, that’s still the best text message I’ve ever received.*** Present Day. Today is the first time we’re going to meet after you agreed to be my Dom. I’m so nervous, I can’t concentrate on anything. I keep looking at my phone, even though we’re not meeting for another five hours. For the past couple days it’s been almost non-stop sexual texting. We sexted two nights in a row and both ended with explosive orgasms I couldn’t control. I call you “miss”, or “goddess” after every message.