I have no interest in being a stripper for other people. But I can see doing it for you. And when we made love, you would want me to do it like I was ...a stripper rather than your wife. Do I have it right?’ ‘It would be different, Honey. You have to admit that!’ Don’s enthusiasm showed through. And Bridget had to agree. That night they tried fulfilling Don’s fantasy. While Don did his usual job of clearing the table, Bridget went into the bedroom and got ready. For Don it was indeed a fantasy. 
I love the feeling of filling your tight little pussy with my thick cock, once I'm all the way in I pull out and slam back into you making your cute ass smack on my balls, I proceed to take you hard and fast my cock pumping in and out you as you 
moan, and hold onto your bed post for support in the mirror you can watch me as I spread your legs and take you over and over again my head plunging in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out, over and over again slamming into. Pulling myself away from the "hardon maker", I turned my attention to Amanda,who was 21 by her drivers license, but I knew that she just graduated fromhigh school last year, so I figured I had a couple of altered driver licensesin my possession. I figured I'd let that go for now, instead, I had Amandapull her car off the main road onto a side street that led to a closed dump.They weren't really happy but Amanda complied. (I still had their IDs.) "Where we coming from tonight and you betta tell. "You couldn't have had more than an hour or two if you went backto sleep. And how come I didn't wake up?" I rubbed the back of my neck.She didn't respond immediately. I could tell she was wrestling withsomething, but I couldn't imagine what could be so troubling as to giveher pause. She didn't seem to be shy about anything the day before...andthe night before. What kind of secret could she have that would make herthis nervous?"Ian," she said, sitting on the bed next to me and running a hand.