I was thinking of someone else." Bren let out a slow breath. With one thing and another, he'd been spun around a few too many times in the last few da...ys."I'll be blunt. I think you're in danger, and you're leading the Silvana into danger. You aren't seeing things clearly, and I don't want any of us going down in flames — politically or literally — because you aren't being as careful about these so-called coincidences as you should."Bren nodded once. "I hear you." You may be listening, but I. I couldn’t say that though. But what if she told my parents? I was scared to death. “Yes,” I whispered. “Do you have a boner now?” Shit yes! I nodded my head. “I want to see your boner. I bet it's a nice one! Open your pants and show me your boner.” The way she emphasized the word boner made my boner twitch. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to take out my boner and beat off. It was so hard and my fantasy was sitting right there in front of me with her long legs crossed and. All that is fine so long as being degraded is okay with your wife over the long term. After all, sometimes love is when your neurosis mesh. But… What if being continually degraded is not okay with her? What if there is gut-deep resentment over her sexual exploitation that turns her love into revulsion? How does a woman feel about a husband who can only make love to her after she’s gagged on God-knows-who’s cock and had her vagina creamed into by some faceless guy or group of guys with. " Oh Jenny let me in." It pleaded in a gentle voice. Then realising she was not responding it bellowed in anger."Let me in you fucking bitch!"Jennifer screamed as a naked figure filled her view. It was the doctor she was sure of that. Tall, lean, but naked. Oh so naked: oiled and glistening his shaven cock looking monstrous, painfully erect, a firm nine inches of rampant meat. I say she was sure because his face was covered with a white leather mask, a red cross on his forehead the black of his.