In order that my experiences and feelings be presented in a more readable manner,I sent my journal to the author to be presented in whatever form he c...hose withthe proviso that both I and Sir remain anonymous. All too soon after my relationship with Sir began, I was pierced and marked.My nipples were adorned with rings. My labial lips followed and also sportedSir's jewelry. I came to barely remember the embarrassment of the piercings.They became so much a part of me that I scarcely noticed them. I started going out with girls, got married and had a family. While I was married I worked away from home quite a bit and developed a taste for massage parlours where I could indulge some of my fantasies and get my cock rubbed to a climax by a naked girl or even two naked girls. For many years I also had an affair with a woman at work so my morals were pretty low. That’s the way it stayed until the Internet came along. I was in IT and so the possibilities that it opened up were evident to me. ”“Great!” I quipped. “I’m better conversation than your cat.”“Whole lot prettier, too,” he retorted.I almost glowed when he dropped that. I guess that every girl wants to be told she’s attractive. “Thank you,” I squeaked. “Nice to be told.”“Oh, come on. You know it.”“I know of no such thing. You may be hanging around with me because I’m pushy and you’re sympathetic.”“Pickles likes you. He’s an excellent judge of character.“Now, take me somewhere and feed me a steak.”“You like steak?”“A good. I could eat it all day long!“ I leaned back, taking his throbbing cock in my hand, guiding it toward my well-eaten cunt. His body was trembling in anticipation of fucking and feeling my hot, wet pussy squeezing his penis. I was looking down as I pushed the tip of his cock inside my tight opening with my hand, then leaned against his chest and pushed my pussy over his cock and started pumping him hard and fast. I was watching, fascinated as his huge cock slipped in and out of my tight cunt. He.