I closed my eyes and imagined Cleveland’s pair of lips around my young white shaft. He pictured him licking the length all the way down to my hairle...s pouch, sucking and kissing a ball before going back up. I saw my neighbor taking the tip of my cock in his mouth and milking me for all I’m worth. And just when I felt myself cumming, the sucking sound stopped.I opened my eyes to see that Stewie had finished her lunch. I took the bottle away and gave him back his pacifier, still hurting with my. Two males had joined the girls in the toilet, my wife was talking over the male voices in a, don't tell me what to do voice (one I hear a lot) telling them that her friend was still in the toilet and hadn't finished and even though security needed to clear the building (I assumed that's who these guys were) a few minutes would not make any difference. At that, the security decided that there was no point in arguing and started to chat to my wife about her evening. After some social banter which. Bridgette had been here for three days now and grandpa was dying to get after those giant titties. He'd tried earlier that day. He had her dusting the shelf above the couch where he had been conveniently sitting. As soon as her lucious knockers had gotten close to his face he'd grabbed them and playfully "motorboated" her. She shrieked and jerked back, smacking him in the side of the head with the can of pledge she was holding and ran to her room. Not before he had felt her nipples hardening. Special needs... when it comes to sex. Regular sex is good. Sometimes regular sex is great. But nothing compares to being tied up or tied down while Ron has his way with me.Once I am tied up, he can do anything he wants with me–except pain. I’m not into that. I like being restrained, but no whippings or canings or stuff like that. An occasional light spanking if I am already all turned on is OK. In fact, it can take me higher. But for the most part, I just like to be tied up. Living way out in.