How determined she was to enjoy life as much as possible! For her that meant enjoying sex - any form of sex - to the full. In this respect I felt much... closer to her than to my own mother.Roxy didn't think twice about letting her husband thrash her bare bottom, because, as she had told me herself, afterwards Michel turned into an animal and gave her the best fucks of her life. And I looked at having my bottom spanked as a price worth paying for the pleasures I experienced in the arms of this. Well no, but it didn't mean I didn't want it. My lips ached to wrap themselves around his cock just to suck on the head of it like I read in the magazines before I slid my mouth taking him inside it deeper. It couldn't be all that complicated to give a man head.I'd just unzip his jeans while staring meaningful in his eyes and pull out his cock, nursing it into hardness with my mouth after getting down on my knees in front of him. I knew guys liked some girl getting them off orally more than. And then there is James, the guy who came into my life, loved in all the ways Charlie did but it always seemed more. The passion when we talked was so high that my pussy got wet when he would say hi. The passion for Charlie was different, the love of your life passion, my heart flutters when I see him, I giggle when he texts. Don’t get me wrong, I always want to have fuck Charlie, but we aren’t that crazy and it’s the same all the time. With the James, every conversation turned into sexting. So here he was, bound by warm, rough leather with a cold cylinder gag clamped tightly in his mouth. A blindfold hid the world from his view. All he could make out with his other senses were an engine running and the whistling of air. He was unable to move or get close to anything that resembled comfortable. It didn't help that he was nude and bound so that his ankles and hands were connected behind his back. The straps were so tight that even the smallest of movements sent the heels of his feet.