He was...Filled with his cum I was and lay there satisfied he lay on top of me his cock still buried deep within me it had deflated a bit but was stil... thick and that was when I got a surprise he said into my ear “I have to pee baby!” I said “Go ahead I'll wait here for you!” Maybe there would be a round two I hoped so! But then he never left me just raised up a little and I felt his cock peeing into my ass his urine gushed into me and I was shocked but not repulsed it felt kind of nice and it. I don’t care. I just want to come and be fucked and to come and be fucked. I could have come three or four times already. I spent too much of my life not coming to not come now—now that I can. ‘Ben Sheppard, let me come, you son-of-a-bitch.’ He laughs at me. ‘No.’ ‘Damn you.’ I strain against the ropes. I feel the soft fibers digging into my flesh. Every muscle is tense. I’m gritting my teeth. My eyes are squeezed shut. I’m forcing myself to keep my breath regular, but it’s getting so hard. All. This went for around 15 days.One day she messaged, “I want to discuss something. tell time timing you will come online.” We agreed mutually on time and chatted that day. Ramya was aged 35, happily married with two kids. She was a homemaker, and her husband was a businessman.She told me that she had read all the stories I had published and was quite interested in me. She asked for my picture, which I shared. She liked my picture and did not ask for nude or ladies’ pictures.She told me that she. I had a run of several good contacts, I can recall meeting a guy locally at his house. We were instantly attracted to one another and quickly got naked, apart from him wearing a pair of red knickers, his wife’s I think. Anyway we explored each other did a great 69, sucking each other’s hard cocks until we both climaxed almost simultaneously. I do recall him giving me a really nice prostate massage to help things along.On another occasion I hooked up with a guy who shared my liking for.