Blokes are of course not an issue. I was never into them and Lyn is off them thanks to your father. Incidentally he was having an affair before your M...um and I met. Otherwise Lyn would not have been tempted by me or I would have tried tempting her.”I leant forward and kissed her again their lips opened and out came their tongues intertwining and Moira pulled her closer and soon they were in pressed together. The shoulders of my dress were slipped to the side and so the top dropped down revealing. “You are a little up tight, Ben. You should relax. I like to relax, before I sleep, do you know what I mean?” “No.” “Well, I think we need to have a little talk… or maybe you make a joke at me?” “Sorry, I’m not being unsociable, Martina. I just don’t do small talk and stuff that well. He looked down and studied her slim shapely legs. Suddenly her blonde hair, slightly tousled, was just too wonderful. “I want to ask you, but I don’t have the words. I have already here been, sorry… been here two. Instinctively, my anus jerked tight with resistance. Fear should have exploded in my mind, but it didn’t. At some point, while being face fucked, a switch seemed to have flipped inside me. I had expected him to use my mouth and throat until he was satisfied and ball juice was filling my stomach. That had set off a fire for more and more and more of everything nasty and perverse. Now, my tiny little asshole was going to be abused, stretched wide open, and he would ram that ridiculously huge man. You’re slowly letting go of you inhibitions, and curiosity is taking over. You pose the question of the eye hooks that in the door frame to my bed room. I reply that’s to tie you up. The image in your mind makes you blush a little, but the grin on your face says that you’re just curious enough. Taking you by the hand I lead you down the hall. Stopping at the door I push you against the wall with a firm kiss. Our tongues trading strokes on the other as I unbutton your top. Your breasts barely.