”“A cuck?”“Yes. He enjoys watching us have sex and doesn’t say a thing. I think he enjoys himself more by watching than by actually having s...x with you. First of all, he confesses that it was his fantasy to watch you with another guy. You denied him sex and he didn’t say a word. We made love in the bedroom and he had no problem with it. Do you see where this is going?”“Aaron, I don’t know if this is right. I don’t want to cause Simon any harm,” Carol replied in a nervous voice.“Trust me, Carol.. I looked around the office, the chair that the girl had bent over was still there the seat still wet with her tears, the cane was on the desk and he still had his sleeves rolled up. My whole body was quivering, flushed and aroused and I am sure he noticed, but he said nothing just wiped the seat of the chair and asked me to sit down. He apologized for the scene that had just taken place and again mentioned that he had never had to do that to me, but then added how I had said there were things. Donning the nightgown her grandmother had lovingly made for her, she decided to explore her new home.Merilee's wanderings brought her, eventually, to a door of age-darkened wood that was carved with mystical symbols. There was a crescent moon and foliage of some kind carved into the wood, along with other things that seemed to squirm and wiggle, such that her eyes could not determine their true shape. She was standing there, trying to focus, when the door opened and an old woman suddenly faced. I thought I was going to lose until he let me go at the last second. I fell onto the ground, panting and trying to catch my breath. Tom hopped on the floor with me and straddled me. With both of us sitting upwards, his cock was parallel with my stomach. I grabbed and started stroking it. And Tom started to caress my body: chest, hair, butt, legs. I could tell he was really getting into it. I think he wanted to make out with me stroking him but my eyes were glued on his cock. After a little.