She wore very little makeup and her dark, wavy hair was tousled-- no special dressing up for his benefit. But he felt strangly eroticized, and it wasn...t from thinking about his current girlfriend. It was her, her curiosity, her candor, her golden flesh in the firelight. She stretched out one leg and squeezed his erection gently with her bare toes. "What's this?" she teased. "Thinking about her?" "No, as a matter of fact..." He held her foot to him and felt himself grow larger. His hands shook,. I didn't start out wanting to be in a band, that thought never crossed mymind. I had an easy road into life, my folks were wealthy and I soonlearned how to wrap my pop around my little finger meaning I got whateverI wanted. My mom was a harder nut to crack, she saw through my tears.Still life was good growing up, I wanted for nothing, the word spoiledbrat springs to mind but things changed when they got divorced and I wentto live with mom. Not that life was hard she got a big fat cheque and. Lastly, her other men probably slipped on a condom when they entered her. He would not. She was too drunk to notice.She did not. His cock eased half way into her pussy with the first push. She was tight from lack of recent fucking. His next push got some more of his cock into her. She grimaced; as she opened her legs while lifting her ass to let him comfortably bury his thick shaft in her womb. His ass shot forward. Bob Casey's cock was now deeply buried in Andrea's baby making vagina. Bob's. I am able to see what you are doing this time, and follow every move you make. You slide your hand across multiple toys, in deep thought over which one you should pick. I see your hand stop, you pick up the flogger, and the gag. I am relieved that it is nothing too harsh right off the bat, but still have a long night ahead of me. You walk back over to the table, and attach the gag to my mouth."Don't want to make the same mistake as last time, so I will take care of that right away," you say.