Every time Brad drove his cock into Andrew's bottom, Andrew pushed his hips back to receive the cock in his ass. They fucked slowly and maintained the...ir rhythm and Brad wrapped his arms around Andrew's upper body. Their bodies pressed together as they fucked and Brad felt just like he was in the ass of a girl. Brad never expected that fucking a guy could be so enjoyable and so erotic. Brad was so wrapped up fucking Andrew's hot curvy ass that his ejaculation snuck up on him. Almost without. It would take a while to develop a routine, and he was worried about losing authority if his control seemed tentative or sporadic.In one of his middle of the night restless periods, he got an idea when thinking about the slaves losing weight. He recalled how secretive they both had been about their weight. Ed had joked that one sure way of getting Julie angry was to be anywhere nearby when she stepped on the scale. The result of his idea and twenty minutes of scrambling around was crude, but it. I wondered briefly, as I had wondered many times before, if Paul had simply found some new woman to keep him happy and was staying with me for reasons that neither of us could fathom. But as before, I again found that possibility unlikely, since absolutely none of the telltale signs of infidelity were there. Still, I had reached the end of my rope. Something was going to get settled right then and there, or I would be on my way. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him, feeling him. I was lying on my side with my leg over his and my head propped up on my hand. Slowly rubbing my pussy on his thigh.When Ed finished reading about the milkmaid, he was again erect and ready for more sex. he suggested we role-play. All of which would involve me having sex with young boys.“Let’s do something a little different tonight, Pat. I want you to close your eyes and pretend I am Jimmy or any boy from one of your classes if that’s better for you.”I was willing to play along. After all, Ed.