Many posters hereonly wear for short periods. They seem more for show than for real. Butyou're different and I like that." I just do what I feel is ri...ght for me. But again I appreciate yourcompliments. I haven't seen you post here before, are you new?" True I haven't posted. But I have been visiting the forum for a longtime. The idea of chastity control is something that always intrigued me.Seems like it takes a special person to commit to that. I guess, afterreading about all your. "But...but..." Derek seemed conflicted, though he was still thrusting."She might already be pregnant," I reminded him, "I've been pushing your swimmers up inside her for days. There's no need to pull out if she's already knocked up, right?"It seemed Derek agreed. His thrusting was getting faster. His eyes roamed Renette's perfect body, with its lily white skin. I had him!I quickly vibrated my fingers on Renette's clit. I heard her gasp, saw her stomach tense up, and then she was grunting,. The Head got a fine view of the golden curls round her entrance. As more strokes fell, the Head slowed down and drank int he sight of coral pink lips, gently parting and giving the first view a man ever had up that entrance.At last Alison submitted. The Head knew when a certain sigh escaped a girls lips and she slumped down that she was punished enough. However this was not enough. We remember those rotund thighs don't we? Well the Head sometimes allowed himself the pleasure of demonstrating. I gently grasp and remove the bandanna from your mouth. Leaning close, breathing hotly in your ear, I whisper “Do you want more, my pretty one?” “Oh God, please,” you say quietly. Lightly touching your neck, I begin anew. Touching your skin as if butterfly wings, running my fingertips gently down your arms, caressing new areas with each movement, I focus on you. Your pleasure drives me forward. I want only to delight your senses, gratify your urges, and satisfy your hunger. As my fingers.