As I own it, it’s mine to share as well.” “Not sure I would like that.” “But it would be mine to do with as I wish.” Tamzin went silent...again. “You there?” “Yes. My... it belongs to my husband though.” “Does it? Does he really treat it as if he owns it?” “No.” “It’s yours isn’t it? You have the choice who you share it with, who you let see it, who you let touch it and who you let receive sexual pleasure from it.” Tamzin went silent. “You need to let a real man own it.” “A man like. I dreaded some older pupil taking advantage of my exposed helpless state and abusing my tender body. Luckily, in the dark they couldn't have noticed my exposure and I was left unmolested. Sometime before dawn, I fell into a fitful shallow sleep only to be awakened by Jacqueline who had slept unsecured that night.It was to be a long fretful week before my friends finally surfaced and I was able to interrogate them about their ordeal. They were reluctant to talk at first because of all the. It was just an unexpected sight to see a big belly, even larger dick and very low hanging balls on my mahogany couch at first glance. William then gritted his teeth and then came in four very large spurts all over his legs, chest, and yes, my couch. I cursed at myself because now my couch was covered in cum yet I forgot that I've fucked on it before with the wife and came on her and the couch many times without it being stained. After the cum spray from William's massive explosion had. He’d taken her hymen. His mother thrashed under him, but he paid her no attention. The bonds held her securely. He pulled and pushed, inching himself into her until he met another resistance. He had two-thirds of his throbbing shaft inside her and he had reached the bottom. He began to saw back and forth, giving in to the primal urges surfacing in his brain. Her moans of pain softened and faded away, and soon were replaced by sounds of pleasure.“I don’t think I can last,” he told her..