He placed the big mushroom head of his cock at my little gate. The head nuzzled against my wetness. Its shear heat and contact made me insane. I rubbe...d my cunt against it. He forced it at my entrance. Only a big NO. His cock is not my little finger. He backed off, but I became restless. Madly I wanted him in. He spat on his palm and oiled his cock-tip with it. So he hadn’t given up. He held my buttocks, lifted my hips and spat into my cunt hole too. Then, squatting, he raised my legs and placed. Riding Caesar never failed to exhilarate him, but witnessing Caesar's excitement and subsequent attempt at mounting a mare in the stable along with his own earlier self-indulgence had driven the man into an almost frenzied state of arousal. Every nerve ending of his body screamed for Christine's touch. He hung suspended between his need to take her and his need to do the proper thing. His body moved with the grace of a panther, hiding the turmoil of his mind behind the fluid movements of a. ” Jill said as she undid her bikini top while Lisa gently clapped her hands together joyfully. I turned back to Lisa, half the rope and slipped the midpoint over her head. Bringing together the two pieces that were now hanging in front of Lisa I tied simple knots at intervals just below the collar bone, between her breasts, at the base of her ribs, and mid way down her flat stomach. Jill watched intently while leaning against the footboard of our king sized bed. Lisa alternated between looking. Beth is not going to be selected as my slave. Although, Beth and I have talked a lot over the Internet, the phone and in play, we have found that our desires are a little different. Beth craves the harshness of a rape and humiliation. I on the other hand detest the concept of force. For these reasons we have decided to remain friends within D/s. In these next two weeks Beth will not only be a playmate for all of us, but she will also be my assistant. I will get into what all of that means.