His hand barely brushed the fabric over my nipple. It felt so nice. And even when he held my breasts in his hand he caressed them softly and tenderly....I loved it when he pushed the silky fabric between my legs and rubbed me gently there. I’m sure he appreciated the way the fabric was getting wet. It wasn’t long before my nightie was off and it was his turn to get undressed.I had already pulled down the sheets and we laid next to each other kissing and fondling and playing with our. All the parts fit in all the proper places, and a few of the improper ones. We did talk some but mostly it was moaning and panting and screaming each other's name.Daddy was a Filipino American and a Sergeant Major to boot. He was old damn school. For our wedding he gave me a model 1911 Springfield Armory .45. Then he held a bullet between his fingers and showing it to me explained that if I wanted the bullet with the gun he would be happy to give it to me. I took a pass on the bullet but I kept. Back there I mean?" she asked, somewhat stunned I would offer to be her first anal experience. "Really, Master?" Do I not own every part of you? Mind, body, and heart... and every hole?"Yes, Master, of course," she said sheepishly. "I would love for you to be my first, Master... I would love to give you the gift of my anal cherry!" Then I shall." But Master... what about the mess? I mean..." Don't worry about that. The bed in the guest room is designed for... messes. I have a plastic mattress. We meet at a motel in the next town." So you have sex?" I press."Oh yes, we enjoy sucking each other off," you admit."Do you fuck her?" I ask." Oh yes, she loves taking my cock in her ass," you say with a smile."Has she ever fucked you?" I inquire."Oh no, she'd split me in two," you reply.After a long silence, I say slowly, "I wonder how she'd feel in my ass. I took her down my throat, I bet she'd be a great ass fucker." She'd probably kill you," you say."Yes, but I'd die happy," I reply.The.