The newish world internet was but a dial-up away and I had learned of the joys of cybersex, but not the real thing. In many ways the ease of how you c...ould meet people and be more honest was much easier than real life and looking back I probably got a little to immersed in that side of things and missed a few real life romances. This is because while I was "one of the lads" I was and still am really shy around girls. I had met a girl called Sara on one site and we got on well and talked. Brad could never fuck me like this.”The look on Brad’s face was one of submissiveness, dejection, and excitement, all at the same time,and he held his head down, not looking into my eyes. I was now doing what I like to do best, fuckingthe pussy of a married woman whose husband has freely surrendered her to me. This is the feeling ofdominance that I enjoy, but an even better moment was close at hand. After fucking Jen for 15minutes, I was feeling the beginnings of my next ejaculation. As I was. Greg grabbed her by the ponytail and handcuffs and dragged her over to the base of her stairs, with the wrought iron railings. He pulled her onto the base of the stairs on her knees and then tied her hair tightly to the railing. She hadn’t realised what he’d done till she tried to kneel up and it tugged sharply. He grabbed her hips, positioned himself and thrust into her arse again, pumping her with short fast strokes immediately. She groaned, more in pleasure this time as she’d stayed relaxed. Philippe pulled him up, put a hand on his young cheeks and pushed him into my mouth to finish. I gulped it all down. Philippe lowered Tom to the floor with one strong arm.“My turn.” He said simply and I began a shallow vigorous tonguing of the first 3 or 4 inches of his splendid length. He made a small manly grunt above me and his heavy load rushed down his pipes in peristaltic waves and gushed out onto my indebted tongue. He pumped and squeezed every drop out with his elegant fingers until his.