She didn’t seem frustrated. The look on her face was pure ecstasy. She didn’t respond to him in words. She just pushed her ass against him, forcing him deeper inside her. She was tight and felt amazing. He knew he wouldn’t last long. A few thrusts later and he exploded inside her. She moaned with delight. “Oh baby yes. Keep going. Give me more!!!” Each thrust he shot more into her. He roll off of her his cock laying on his stomach. Cum still dripping from the tip. She laid next to him. Her cock laying over his leg. She told him “you are an amazing lover. We must do this again.” A feeling of guilt flushed over him. He said “I’m married”. She responded “I will not tell anyone if you keep me satisfied. No one will ever know. Make up whatever story you need. I will play along. All I want is more of this. Eventually your ass will be ready for my japanese cock. Until then your throat will have to do.” They fell asleep in each others arms. To be continued..... Every so often my neighbour Jack asks a special friend to call round. This BDSM is a retired stage magician and hypnotist called Joe, and the reason Jack calls Hardcore him is for Joe to practice his skills on Jack's lovely young wife, Doris, who is a very pretty girl, very small and slim, and very sexy. She is half oriental, not obviously so, but enough for it fetish to show in a very sexy way. Normally she is quite shy and quiet, but she loves nice clothes and always looks very attractive. Her slim figure suits short skirts and high heels, and she almost always wears stockings and asian suspenders, which Jack loves. He keeps her well supplied with whatever she wants. But there is a payback. Doris is completely unaware of what Joe is doing, and remembers nothing of anything that takes place while she is under his influence. And Jack really enjoys taking advantage of this, by allowing his circle of friends of both sexes to use his naive and innocent young wife without her remembering anything afterwards. My happy task is to tag along, observe, and write down an account of whatever takes place. And so, I received a call one afternoon from Jack. He and Joe had something planned for that evening and he asked me if I could make it by 7. Naturally I agreed, and I was knocking on their door at 7 prompt. Jack led me into their lounge. It wasn't just a joke I BDSM asked you before!” Gwen has her mom’s face for sure. As we drove, we began to make small talk in his car. The vodka meant I fell asleep again. Mercifully, James' orgasm was fast approaching as well. "What a return on investments," he thought, feeling the energy that now surged within him. Erin shoved a japanese finger in Megan's face, her countenance turning to rage. No longer was sight possible, a sense gone with a sudden onset of black. Her blood-red lips opened to reveal her grinning fangs, and fetish she reached forward, Hardcore took me by the shoulders, and pressed my face into her tits. I could only imagine the crimes Duke Gallchobhar committed against my new faerie-wife. Eventfulness, as my father had predicted, usually just ended up meaning trouble for me, so I was glad to find out that after a very event-filled October, November went by as eventlessly as it could. I wanted it to keep surging through me forever and ever. So, I was on call for certain asian trivial duties about base until a regular one in my field or another one came available. Now that I thought about it, maybe transforming a salamander had been a bad idea.