Jess’s hand had gone in.Her knuckles felt like they had ripped past my anal ring. In fact, it felt like it had actually ripped my anal ring, which b...rnt like hell. I was glad it was now ‘tightened’ around Jess’s wrist, which didn’t feel wide in the least having just had her hand thrust through it. Not only did my asshole burn, but my ass was completely full. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy filling my ass with dicks and toys, but this was way past any of that! I didn’t dare move my body at all. I. I stared at him, maintaining the hard face, and informed him that I was going for a shower and walked off to our bedroom.I gave him the cold shoulder for a few days until I felt sorry for him moping around, things got back to normal, whatever normal was now!Two weeks later and I was missing the fun, the attention, the sex. Yes, sex with Dave was good … but!That Friday, I slipped out of work a little early and showered. It wasn’t until I was drying off when the thought of what I wanted popped. It just seems ... I don’t know.”“Intimate? Vulnerable?”“Yes.”“Like last night?”“Yes. Like last night. Okay. I get it. Tell me a position that you like that you think I wouldn’t think of. Something that you really like but that I might like too.”I thought for a couple of minutes. I didn’t want to get too crazy. “Okay. If we had a Swiss ball, you would lay back on that. The farther back you can stretch, the more stretched out you are, the more tension you have. If I entered you like that, I have. The waspy was a little too small and it compressed David's waist and when Mr Adamson looked over David's shoulder into the mirror he saw how it rounded out and emphasised the boy's hips and how the two suspenders hung down his thighs. The man licked his lips. "Now come and sit down." He guided David back to the bed where he sat down still facing the mirror. "It's time for the stockings. Watch carefully. I'll put on the first and I want you to put on the second yourself."He showed the boy how to.