Warm, but not hot. For a few years, I had become devoted to exploring every avenue of self-pleasure I could experience. My wife spent most of the s...ummer at our vacation home and there was plenty of time to bring out my secret stash of toys—my favorite being an expensive Aneros prostate massager. More than a year of experimenting had not yet yielded the “Super O” as promised, but it had brought an incredibly exciting new dimension to my sex play. HER: “Frequently,” he responded…. She had gone this far so was committed. But, whatever, she always felt comfortable with Mike so felt at ease. But then she thought about the hidden magazines and why did Mike hide them anyway? - she assumed it had to be him that had hidden them - was he also hiding a harsher side of his personality, What really had she let herself in for?. She gingerly obeyed his request, still not certain if this was a wind up, if he would start giggling at any moment and make her look like a complete idiot,. The pain was intense and, combined with the continuing abuse to her breasts and nipples brought tears to her eyes. He withdrew the dildo only to start beating her ass with it until he suddenly shoved it up inside her again. He repeated this process several times, seeming to enjoy hearing her moans and sobs each time he suddenly rammed it inside her.Meanwhile the first man had tired of abusing her tits and grabbed two handfuls of her hair while shoving his cock in her mouth. He didn't so much. What a disaster! This year I was keeping meticulous track of my sources, and was footnoting as I worked. I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like to write research papers before computers!The library flashed the lights three times and a soft voice came over the intercom announcing that it would close in fifteen minutes. I closed things up and left the building, texting Kate to let her know I was on my way. She met me at the front door of the dorm.I pretty much collapsed into Kate’s arms.