When I could fuck no more, they simply took turns fucking my face until I obediently swallowed their loads. It was late in the evening when I finally ...eft my two Italian stallions. I was fuck drunk and sore and had been at this since before noon. They were so wonderful with me afterwards too, telling me how much they adored me and made me promise to stay in touch. In fact , I did. When I travelled through Rome after school, I stayed with them for a couple weeks and we all had a great time, and. He left the room. She heard him searching the apartment carefully, and it took him a long time. When he returned he'd mixed himself a drink."Well, Gunnar, what do you plan to do with me," she said. She was beginning to react to this disaster, thinking up plans... He was drinking a Scotch and soda. He took out an ice cube and tossed it on her navel, exposed in the robe. She jerked and twisted and tossed it off. He merely flicked a second ice cube on her belly. The ice burned."Oh, Gunnar,. "My heart sank. "What is it, honey?" I really appreciate what you've done for me. I've had more orgasms in the last two months then I've had in my entire life." She kissed me. "But I'm not being fair to you." What do you mean?" I was confused."I know you get aroused thinking about dominant women, or else you'd have never told me any of these stories. It's taken me a while to figure it out, but Henry, I'm a sadist. I can't orgasm unless I'm thinking about torturing a man." She started crying,. And my wife Madelyn is over here, and it's time for her to fix dinner. So just go fetch her and we'll be done with this." Mister Thornton, I can see that you're very upset with your wife, but I'm telling you there's nobody here that shouldn't be." She looked at Greg, her expression changing from fright and confusion to sympathy. "But look, if it will calm you down, I'll show you the house and you can see for yourself." Barely mollified, Greg stepped into the house.* * **The house was dull. And.