I logged off myself and readied my place up. Although it wasn't untidy, still I wanted it to be spic-and-span even though before this night is over we... would've turned this place upside-down with our sexual shenanigans. Slipping in to the bathroom for a quick shower, I made sure I was fresh and ready and wearing nothing underneath my dress that fell far enough to cover my crotch when I'm standing up. I did my hair up in a nice French braid and sprayed some flowery body spray all over myself. I. "You're only stalling the inevitable my dear, so do as I say - NOW" emphasising her demand by flexing the leather around her fingers.I opened my legs with a feeling of trepidation which grew when she knelt further up to push them apart impatiently and place the strip under my balls, then up to wrap around the base of my still stiff cock that seemed to be the only part of me eager to find out what she was going to do next!" I thought you'd be a good boy and control yourself while I played" she. Again, I thought it would be erotic to watch, and I wanted him to submit that way. It was like the ultimate submission, to be fucked by my Bull.By that time, of course, I was already regularly taking a strap-on to my husband’s ass, which he was pretty much used to, but I wanted him to experience the real thing; a big, thick hard cock, with a muscled-up thug behind it. I wanted him to know what it was like to get fucked, really fucked, where he had no control, where all he could do was take the. His name was Andrew, a tall, dark skinned, athletic type. Eventually, after many drinks, we found an empty room at the house we were partying in and I finally started what I had been imagining for the longest time. Luckily I could say I wasn’t a virgin as a cucumber stole my V card. When we got into the room he grabbed my waist and drew me in for a kiss but it turned into a make out session quickly. I knew I needed to make this easy for him so I grabbed his free hand which was resting on my.