At length and in spite of her better judgment, she relented and called on him.“Mas-tur-bate,” he announced proudly.Miss Jones blushed and tried to...control the smile that was curling up the corners of her mouth. “Well, gee, Billy, that’s really a mouthful,” she said.Little Billy replied, “No, ma’am. You’re thinking of a blow job.”An attractive woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Texas when her car broke down. An Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a. All she seemed to want to do was sleep. She'd carried herself stiffly around him, as if repulsed by him. A sex life that had begun a slow revival before his trip dropped to nothing when he returned.He did all he could to change whatever was wrong but nothing worked. One day, when he sent her a funny email greeting card, she sent it back with a terse reply that she was getting fed up with his controlling, manipulative ways. Stop smothering her, she said.Yeah, because of all that had happened. She had done a gangbang with five men a couple of years ago and when I told her what I wanted she totally understood. That feeling of being the center of attention, a total slut and sexually fulfilled beyond measure. She told me I should do it. I loved the way Sue felt about sex. Sex was for fun!It was midweek when Ron called me and said your fantasy will come true on Friday night. I said are you k**ding? He said no, I have a least four other guys and possibly seven. I nearly came right then. Her terrifying-yet-titillating words were punctuated by a sharp bite to my earlobes, drawing blood which she hungrily sucked on, eliciting murmurs of my satisfaction at part of my body feeding and joining with my master. Even so, between the pain and the imminent prospect of being naked before her friends, my heart raced, filled with apprehension at the sudden and unexpected situation I found myself in, I blurted out, “But..” My stammering was cut short as I felt her strong grip tightening my.