‘I don’t know what you’re trying to save yourself for, Rafael, you’re smoking hot.’ ‘Thank you, Bonnie,’ he said, ‘Maybe I’ll come. ...But no drugs? I’m not interested in a drug party.’ ‘No drugs, a small group,’ she said, holding up her hands again, ‘I’ve made that clear, and you know that I can make that stick. But maybe, just maybe some sex! If you bring a date, make sure that she dresses hot! I want to look over whoever you bring. You’d share wouldn’t you? I mean with your friend Bonnie?’ He. So there I was, in my mid 20's, divorced and with no outlet for the sex I'd grown so use to having. Yes, despite my ex's extramarital affairs, we still maintained a very healthy sex life right until the end.I had never been a guy that went to clubs, and I was still recovering from the wounds of the divorce, so I turned to a less painful form of rejection....on-line dating. Ok, perhaps "dating" is the wrong term. The site I went to wasn't concerned with forming a lasting and meaningful. My shoulders... and along my arms. Suddenly, she pulls them at my back and handcuffs them with impressive agility.- Dia...- Shhh, it's ok Sweety... It's for you not to move, just relax.- ...She comes back in front of me and approaches her mouth to mine.- You're so sexy, Sweety!She starts to kiss me.- Now, close your eyes.- ...- Very good Sweety, now open your mouth wide for me.I obey and open.- Wider, as much as you can.- ...- That's it, don't move.As she finishes her sentence, she places. He strapped my legs and hands to each of the bed posts. Gold metal bedposts of all things. I left the bottle of lube lying on the bed next to me. It was a little uncomfortable laying on top of my hard on, but the spanking that happed next distracted me from that. Next came the lube. I am pretty sure he dumped the whole bottle all over me, all over my ass and made sure to stuff plenty in my hole. God I felt so sexy, so slippery, my ass was burning for a cock...."Mandy I'm gonna take that fucking.