That pain cut through my lust like a red hot knife through soft butter.“Ow!” I yelled“Stop!” she yelled in return.Realization rushed into me l...ke an orgasm, except it didn’t feel good.“I’m sorry,” I gasped. I bunched my muscles to get out of her.Her nails stopped puncturing my chest and one hand flashed to my hip, where they started puncturing my hip instead.“Stop!” she hissed again. “Don’t move!”I couldn’t help moving. At least part of me couldn’t. My whole penis was clamped in a hot, velvet. I need to get my beauty sleep.” She kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door.Maizie stood in front of Dag’s chair and whined until I sat in it. Then she hopped up in my lap and started licking my face. It was so sweet I cried and, of course, Maizie licked all the tears away. I can see why Dag liked this chair so much. It just makes the day melt away. I fell asleep in the chair with Maizie in my lap. When I woke up, it was dark outside, meaning it was after five in Seattle. Maizie was. Her body was nearly perfect, toned but curvy in all the right places. As she turned to walk her I couldn't help but stare, she looked just as good from the back as she did from the front. I followed my friend's wife into the living room where she grabbed my hand and led me to just in front of the sofa. Donna rubbed her hands down the side of my arms gently tracing my biceps. She grabbed the bottom of my windshirt and lifted it over my head then pulled my polo shirt over my head to leave me. Each stroke seemed deeper than the one before, and the heat? It was burning her now. The heat was unbearable, but she could not stop it. She again tried to lift herself off them, but she was helpless, as she felt them drive ever deeper inside her.She suddenly felt something touching her tits. It was hard, metallic, and was searching for and finding her tits. She tried to move away from whatever it was, but it simply followed her, until she could back away no more.Whatever it was now held her.