I'd found some edges to my sexual boundaries, and learned there were more to discover, boundaries I never ever imagined. More important to me, I'd blo...n up some other boundaries that restricted my thinking about sex.These thoughts ran through my head as I ran around the city in the morning. I pushed myself until the pain of the run made me feel as though my chest would explode. No pain, no gain. When I stopped running, I did two hundred sit-ups and push-ups; and stopped counting chin-ups on a. At the very least I grew up in a nice, rich neighborhood, as my mother likes to remind me. She says how I should be proud that we have a big house and don’t live in the slums. Proud that I’m not on the street. I’m happy for her that she likes our lifestyle, but when I was little none of that mattered to me. Back then, life was like never-ending summer. Even in the snowy days. I remember lounging in the yard, lying on my belly in the grass and watching the bugs creep through the leaves. You. Sophie was now totally knackered and I moved my attention to Rosie, I slipped off her g string and buried my head between her sexy stocking clad legs and gave her pussy a good licking.Rosie was in heaven and covered my face in her juices a few times as I slurped away. I also managed to slip a finger or two into her tight bum hole and this caused her orgasms to keep coming.As I was giving Rosie all my attention I failed to notice Sophie get between my legs and start to rub my limp dick. Slowly. All the way in, good girl! Now for the hard part.” I blinked at him dazedly. The hard part?I watched him cautiously and my eyes widened as he pulled out some weights that could be hooked together. “You know, sometimes I love your short attention span. If you were paying attention, you would have noticed the little hook at the base of the toy buried in your ass. Go on, guess what it’s for.” I whined through my gag, kicking a little, and he grinned as he hooked some of the weights and forced me.