She slowly mounted me right there. Sliding down on my cock. Her pussy was tight, warm, and wet. I could not believe how good it felt to be inside her....She slowly moved up and down on my cock. She started to rub her clit. I held back as long as I could and when she slid down I thrust up deep into her and let my cum flow into her. I will never forget that feeling as my cum flowed into her, rope after rope spraying deep inside her. Kelly started to cum with me her pussy clamping tight around my. He then sat down next to her and made a toast. "To your wonderful stories," he stated as he touched his glass to hers. Michelle smiled back and then took a sip of the wine. "Your stories are quite interesting. I love the aspect of sexualsubmission and physical transformation," he explained. "Thank you," she replied as took another sip of the wine. "Do you picture yourself as the transformed males in your stories?" heasked. "I mean, they seem so...personal." "I guess so...," replied Michelle. Dusre din omkar ne muze call krke bataya ki kal maine priyavke sath jum ke flirt kiya hae hum msti msti mae thodi sexual flirt bhi kr rhe the mae khush hogaya maine omkar ka chat padha to vo esa thaOmkar:hii priya sunday ko mja aane wala haePriya: haan waterpark mae enjoy krengeOmka:mje to mere honge jo swimsuit mae sexy ladies dekhungaPriya:ohhh bdi achi baat haeOmkar:vese tum bhi to swimsuit mae sexy lagogiPriya:chl zute kuch bhiOmkar: are zuta kyun tu hae to sexy koi bhi ladka tuze dekh kr. I thought of many excuses for this loss, like jobs, making a home, children, ....etc. What I found though is it was none of these. It was me. Our sexual play was still great. We progressed in our D/s relationship as well as I think we could have. After all there were no books, or internet to go by back then. In time, even the sex started to lose it's zest.Slow, though I may be, I did learn. I found that sex/submission was her way of telling me that she loved me. What she looked for was a little.