The sex was incredible, the people were awesome and, if they healed inhumanly fast, well fine. As he looked at the chair though, he saw that he'd have... to re-enforce some of the furniture that he'd made for Ken."Annette came to me the other day and asked if it was OK if she became a Pagan," Gary chuckled. "At first, I wondered why she wanted to join a motorcycle gang, but then realized that it was the religion thing she'd been talking to Arianwen about." Does that upset you?" asked Ken."Nope.. I gripped the bed frame once I felt the tip touching my anus, my dick started to feel a little tingly, this was it. He stuck it in, I could feel my anus rupture a little, but the pain stopped after eight or ten thrusts. I could feel it all, felt too good to be true. Me, having sex with my friend's dad. If only he could of seen what was happening, tie up his son, duct tape his mouth & let him watch his dad fuck my ass but that is just a fantasy. I could feel the blood pulsing through his brown. She was waif thin and probably not much more than five feet tall. Her skin was so white it almost shone and it only served to make the shadows of cleavage and those beneath the hem of the dress all the more mysterious and provocative. “Can I help you?” she asked and I nearly jumped. I had not realized I was staring at her until her voice pulled me back into the present and I saw her looking at me with an odd smile on her lips. “I’m sorry, I just was admiring how nice you look this evening and. He massages my hair again, and then my face, and works himself up to my neck. As he is approaching my breasts, I decide that Stefan isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and pull off my bra and ask Stefan to move it out of the way. His eyes register the lusty look again, and I know that this time he knows that my breasts must be massaged too. He works oil into them, and kneads them and crushes them for a while. He gives me sensuous nipple play, and as I feel his fingers rubbing my nipples, I feel.