But in the end, she rejected him. And now, he was back on her mind. She had kept his e-mails, in particular two explicit stories he had written for he.... But she found them crude. He wrote about sex — raw sex. One story was about a woman who picked up a man on the side of the road. The other described a threesome. Neither of those was a fantasy of hers. Doesn’t anyone write about romance anymore, she wondered. But she had re-read the stories that day at work and now was rewinding them in her. I kissed his cock up the left side and then the right side. I slapped his cock across my face and rubbed his head all over my closed mouth. “Suck it, Mary. Fuck!” I teased him before I opened my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and took him down my throat. Brian held my hair and watched me suck his cock. My cheeks were bulging; spit oozed down the corners of my mouth. He face-fucked me and I kept pace with him. Brian was moaning and groaning and then blew his load down my mouth. I swallowed it. A number of heavy, steel chains extendfrom the pole's center and a well-worn circular path runs around thething. Our Minders looped our reins behind our backs and attached achain to our collars, positioning Ashley at twelve o'clock and me atnine o'clock. Calandra clapped her hands to get our attention."Listen up, girls. You know the drill for this exercise. When I tell youto, you will commence moving in a clockwise direction, keeping yourchain taut, your distance apart constant, and at the pace. Please don’t start thinking that I suddenly don’t want to soap up your body with my hands and make sure every little nook and cranny is cleaned.”“Okay, bastard. I’m going to go take a shower and masturbate. Maybe I’ll see you this weekend.”Mary and I were getting along ... comfortably. There was never a mention of our play beneath her skirt, her adventures with my girlfriends, or where our relationship might go. We just let it float along. It seemed that neither of us had any difficulty.