..spreading me wider and farther than any man ever could...and I was becoming entranced by the act....I just stared down between my widely splayed leg... and gazed in wonderment as inch after glorious inch disappeared into my contorted vagina. My wide open mouth was soon covered by Robert's so I could no longer view what was happening which may have been for the best...I didn't know it at the time but my pussy would never be the same again after that first day with Robert...I couldn't believe it. Wendy had initially found it rather strange that a middle age man would like to hear how his beautiful wife was being satisfied by a twenty year old college student. In particular, she found it hard to believe the effect these mind-games were having on him. On one occasion she had teased him with a made up story that had him standing straight up, panting and wheezing. She had wet one finger and slid it into his belly button calling it his “man-pussy.” The act had made him ejaculate immediately. Brian came up behind me and wrapped his hands around me to pick up some other paperwork pressing himself against me pinning me to the counter and took a deep sniff of my hair. So as not to keep the person waiting, I thrust my hips back into him which he loved ... he let me by to go back and finish the transaction. Then we stopped playing the game and started getting serious. Out of the view of the window, I started by again sliding my dress up my legs and showing him my panties, then flashed my. ? Sometimes, when she putshim into the most intense misery and fear, she notices his hands quickly startto reach toward his chest, as if to rip the stone off and stop the loss, butthen, just as quickly, stops himself.? Itis such a small thing, barely noticeable.?She wonders whether he knows he does it, whether he knows she notices,whether he has any idea of what that does for her. As she continuesher work, grinding him down, coldly and slowly stripping away his emotionaldefenses, at some point.