Just the thought of him fucking me makes me wet…and dizzy. The only sound that you could hear in the stairwell were his bare hips colliding with my ...aked ass…and the sounds of his balls slapping my soaking wet clit. I fought with all my might to hold in my screams. I quickly felt his cock begin to swell within me. He started to thrust more intensely and I lost my grip on second step. I bent all the way forward at the waist and ended up with one forearm on the bottom step, and a hand gripping. ?”“Yep,” Jess answered with a nod. “Spankings primarily. Occasionally other things like nipple clamps, forced nudity, forced orgasms, enemas. Also, pegging, though I don’t know if that counts as punishment since he enjoys it so much.”I was blushing furiously as Jess dmentioned pegging to this stranger in public. Britney frowned.“Pegging?” she questioned. Oh, God.“Yes,” Jess replied. “Pegging is when- actually, Aaron, why don’t you explain to the nice waitress what that means?” If she smiled any. "Tell me now." The wary look flashed again."Randolph Fabio O'Toole-Barone," I said, voicing the e at the end of Barone. "My mother was Irish. My father's family are Sicilian." Oh, God. Windsong and firestorm in the same man. What do we have, multiple personalities?" 'Fraid so. Though my wife accused me once of inheriting the vices of both and the virtues of neither." Where did she come up with that?" I'll never tell. It was a rather racist context." So now I've got to tell you about Lori, hm?". “You almost took me on a couple of corners.” “Thanks, but it’s pretty clear I suck.” He reached out to rest his controller on the coffee table. “Let me guess. That’s another thing men like about you.” Lauren smirked and bumped her shoulder against his. The upside to this whole experience had been the growing closeness between them. With the flirty banter and the added sensation of his leg pressed against hers, it had turned out to be one of the best nights she’d had in a long time. Josh.