I really don’t care .So, there I was, having a new and very exciting sexual tryst with my 16 yr old step-daughter, initiated by her, moved on by her... and leaving me in that age old quandary, enjoy and be damned or enjoy and feel guilty. Don’t get the wrong idea, I’m not the usual suspect. Abandoned by my wife or a sad and lonely divorcee, I love her mum, Anna, very much, we have a great sex life and I have never cheated on her, so entering into the forbidden garden with Olga gave me pause for. They now filled the side-tub while lifting me off the table. "Stand," said one and I obey.Both of them wore latex gloves and started creaming my whole body. Except for the head no vacancy, my eggs and my cock were thick creamed I had the feeling these places enjoyed the two especially. Then they explained to me as well as possible that I must now stay ten minutes before I get into the tub. As I sat in the tub, the two scrubbed my body off the cream with coarse sponges. I had to get up and was. Again I use soft rope. I place a loop around her neck and let the rope fall down between her tits. I tie knots in the doubled rope, one just above her tits, one just below. I take the doubled rope down between her legs and place it through her spread cunt lips and ass cheeks and back up to the loop around her neck where I bring it through and pull it tight. The rope bites into her pussy and rubs her clit. I then loop it around her and through the first loop formed by the knot above her tits,. He would wake and hear her shaking voice filled with hurt and anger. ‘You will never find someone that will love you as much as I do. You will never find fulfillment in anyone else’s embrace.’ She had opened the door to her apartment, and didn’t say another word to him. His throat felt tight, and his heart screamed out at the fool he was being, but his arrogance spurred him on. He had been so sure that he was doing the right thing. Love didn’t exist for men like him, lust he understood that was.