In fact in all my time dating and being used by men I've always attracted strong bully boy types. Though he plays rather rough with me he doesn't ever... leave permeant marks or injury. Outside of a sore jaw my stretched pussy, signs of rope bondage and recent spankings you'd assume to be a well adjusted young lady. He'll sometimes break out the restraints and will put me in strict bondage to immobilize and control me better. Though I'm past the point of putting up any resistance to him I'll often. I had already agreed with Dad that I could build a garage on our land to leave it in while I got it renovated. We had agreed to build a multiple garage on the land we had spare, to hold not only this but up to six vehicles.After we left we drove past our turn for the house, heading into town. I was going to ask why, but guessed dad had a reason, so remained silent.When we came into town Dad drove us to a car sales lot. It had a bunch of new cars, but it also had a lot of other older types of. His giving oral went on forever. He actually had me moaning and gasping. So much that people had to come watch. And the passionate kissing just did not stop. Equipment wise, he is not as thick ask Ken, nor is he as long as Ozzie. Both men can be described with one word. "difficult". Roger is just perfect.We had the perfect night. Foreplay was extended, then he went down on me. Once we went into 69 position with me on top he was pulling my pussy down on him hard. I took it as a green. I leant forward and let him suck on my nipples. He made me gasp with pleasure as he licked and bit at them. I pulled back from him and knelt between his legs. I grasped his cock and held it up. I marvelled at its size. I was glad he had a big one. I would have been so disappointed if it was small. I licked at it, suckling on the shaft and licking my lips and tongue over his spongy top. “That‘s not fair,” said Richard. I had to agree. “Just you wait, if you think that‘s not fair,” I replied. I.