“My name’s Rick and yours is…? “It’s Christine but you can call me Chrissie, not that you care,” she snapped back. I hadn’t really notic...ed her to be honest. ‘Nothing special,’ I thought to myself, ‘although there is something intriguing about you so let’s go with it and see where it leads.’ Well, that night I went home to Chrissie’s place. Six months later we were married. Before that eventful night I had just come out of a stormy, but very passionate, relationship with a girl sixteen years. She carried on doing her stretches, apparently she had to do 10 with each leg and I could feel her hands moving and squeezing my cheeks as I thrusted up until I felt the tightness of her throat forcing her to gag producing a lot of saliva which I could feel running down the shaft but she was determined to finish her stretches.As each leg went out straight I realized just how short of room we had but the position we were in enabled her to complete her stretches even if it took quite a while and. "Oh," she said, enjoying the effort. "It's like a mast, I can't, please. It's a tollgate." She put her hands on my chest and pushed, shaking her head, looking frightened, while I held tight to her whalebone encased body, lifting her from her toes, her mouth gaping, teeth showing, body shaking, legs kicking in mid-air."Lift your leg," I told her, grabbing one while I held her up on my knee, and she whispered, "No, no, please, I really can't. Y're jus' too big." I pulled up one of her thighs to. I turn towards you and you grab my ass kneading it with your hands. Lifting me up slightly so you can press your quickly hardening cock against my grinding pelvis. My pussy getting wetter by the second. I kiss you hard and slide my tongue in your mouth then nibble on your lips. I push off you and start to walk towards the bedroom. Swaying my hips back and forth as I look back at you and wink. You start to follow me. Taking off your clothes article by article. Until you are completely naked,.