Normally I did not like to be insulted by the man I was having sex with but this man for some strange reasons was making me feel horny myself. I tried...to imagine a lonely farm shade where no other person is to be seen for miles and miles and this brute is fucking me to his heart’s content may be hitting me and abusing me a bit while his rock hard dick is entering and ripping apart all the orifices I was born with. May be he could make me scream and I will really accept that I am his bitch. If. He tore his eyes away from her body and looked back at her face. He could see a flush that had crept in there, and could see something in her eyes. Hunger? She stepped forward without another word and took his head in her hands. She pulled him down to her and kissed him tenderly. At least it was tenderly at first, but that soon changed as their heads swam. All of Alan’s worries and fears were swept away forgotten as his hands roamed over her body. Without breaking the kiss she reached up and. Jean just had the one sofa, so we sat next to each other and out of the blue she just cuddled up to me. I put my arm around her which she said was nice and let her snuggle into my shoulder. I was getting very excited and started to lightly kiss her head, she sat there going "Mmmm that's nice."She turned her head up to face me. I bent down and kissed her on the lips, she responded by slightly parting her lips to kiss me back. We just sat there for a while kissing.I then reached down and squeezed. I tottered around the big bed in my heels and took some old stockings from a drawer.With these, I proceeded to tie his wrists to each bedpost, making sure he was secure but comfortable. Then I removed my skirt and opened a drawer full of toys and tubes and tubs of lubricants. I took my new Rambone and teased him with it, rubbing the knob end over his lips and body. I put it to one side and climbed on top of him, knees astride his torso but with my back to him. I bent down to tease his cock with.