A few years ago, when The Roundabout Gang had a BDSM night at their club and a few of 'Us' went along, just out of curiosity. Nothing happened there t...hat wouldn't have happened at any of our regular club nights, but I spent the entire evening wondering 'what if?' Back then, I had felt free to dream my dark dreams because I was safely surrounded by my familiar kinkster friends. Now, as yet more hands of unfamiliar strangers grab hold of my ankles to carry me somewhere, I feel no such envelope of. Her tight little underused pussy squeezed his large shaft as he gently slid it inside of her. He watched her mouth gape open and eyes roll up into the top of her head. She felt every inch of her insides stuffed with his manhood. He thought to himself that he was going to fuck this little thing silly.Gentle at first he started pumping it in and out. Then faster and harder. Erin’s whole body welcomed the feeling as her pussy was pounded like never before. She begged him to jam her harder. . “Let me call the nurse, I can tell you’re in pain.”“Do it,” Derek said. “Anything.” The 10 minutes passed like eternity as he covered himself with a bedsheet in the cold examining room. His erection, of course, refused to go away. He thought about his grandma, he thought about baseball, he thought about liver and onions, and his thoughts still came back to Dr. Farren’s very smooth, feminine hand touching him. And his cock swelled back up again. After a few million eons, the door squeaked open. Nils and I bowed to each other, and then I went back to fucking his fiancée and very soon to be wife. KC just grinned at me and kept eagerly humping her pussy up into Nils’ arousing down strokes.The wedding was a beautiful affair at a private boating club outside Copenhagen. Because Brita’s father wasn’t ambulatory, I helped him in his wheelchair and her mother at the ceremony. I had received my role as an official surrogate for the senior male family member, and then walked Brita down the.