..like an a****l...just the way...you want it...need it...you love it...right up your arse, bitch! Don't you?"This time he saw Gerald shake his head a...d he laughed. "Oh yeah? This part seems to," he said, flicking Gerald's stiffening cock contemptuously. He slid his hand back up to pinch Gerald's nipple, rutting him with long, deep strokes that made him gasp each time he felt his cock bounce balls deep up that juicy fuck hole.He was in no fit state to analyse his reaction to the extreme. There was some animated discussion during our meeting in Adrian’s room. Viv had been involved in similar exercises during her teacher training and tended to lead the conversation, but Adrian and I didn’t let have everything her own way. Viv was very physical, waving her arms about, gesticulating and the way she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs was quite distracting. She was wearing a rather shorts skirt and I found myself waiting for an unintended flash of underwear. Unfortunately it. Then she said "that skin is back when he does it to me". I said "no — you tell me whether his thandu is fully out before he inserts it inside you". She said "yes — his thandu is out when he starts it".I asked her "so this skin goes back and thandu comes out when he gets ready — afterwards he does it to you".She replied "yes - I have seen it going back when he gets ready — then he inserts it inside me". Then I asked her "don't mistake me — have you slept with any body else other than him".She. ” Rachel. The name does not ring a bell at all. The only messages I’ve exchanged online were…ah, maybe Rachel is her real name. I only know her as FireBelow.” “I’m sorry…but this may sound odd…but I don’t know a Rachel. You wouldn’t be…” She interrupted me, “FireBelow? That’s me. I forgot that we’ve never exchanged real names. Or at least I haven’t given you mine.” “How did you find out where I worked?” “Do you remember that e-mail you sent me, when we exchanged addresses so that we could send.