More straight sex (I know, weird that, coming from me, eh?) with domination. Not chasing a particular theme, it's just what I've got. The usual rules...apply. Enjoy. It's the same every time. The slatted wood of the doors swings wide, an open space beyond, in the Barn. Needles and briars beneath my bare, soft feet. He leads me here. Hand on the nape of my neck, walking just behind, controlling. I follow, ahead and obedient, though he sees for me. Into the Barn we go. The air. The more you kick, the fasterthe sedative works." After about 10 minutes, he could feel himselfslowing down. His vision blurred and the last thing he saw was Allanyacovering his eyes with a blindfold."Sweet Dreams." She whispered.She pressed a button for the intercom. "Home please, Jamison." Shesaid.The car drove along winding roads until it stopped at the gates of alarge mansion. Jamison pressed a button and the huge, metal gates swungopen with a loud creak. The car went up the driveway and. The bulge in Walter's pants indicated that he had a long, fat one too. Margaret had always had a special appetite for sucking the jizz out ofunusually big, stiff hard-ons. Her husband had been well-endowed, and the glue that had held their marriage together had been her penchant for nightlycocksucking. Now, Margaret felt violently aroused by even the faint possibility that young Walter had actually fucked his own mother. The most intensely satisfying fantasies she'd ever had, which she'd. Down and up, down and up, down and up, running her tongue around the tip of my dick.“You taste so sweet,” she whispered.She got up and leaned back on the desk putting her soft nylon feet all over my dick. That was the best feeling I’ve ever felt. Feeling those soft and silky pantyhose just stroke my dick slowly. I started to gently moan as she got faster with it.“I want you in my ass,” she moaned gently.“What about the other offices?” I asked.“This is soundproof,” she said.I bent her over the.