"You march that big-titted bitch over to my door promptly at seven tomorrow evening and we'll take it from there. Don't expect her back into the wee h...ours, if at all. I'll only guarantee that by early morning she'll be able to walk, but I hope she doesn't have the kind of job that requires her to be seated for any significant amount of time." When I broke the news to my darling wife, her baby-blues got big and she smiled like the cat that swallowed the canary. I wondered if she and Mark. As her pussy rubbed on my cock she took hold of my head and pushed her lovely titties in my face, telling me to suck her nipples. I didn’t need to be told twice and began licking and sucking on her perfect titties in turn. I could feel her juices flowing through her pantyhose as she ground against my cock and soon she had her first orgasm. She was very turned on and began talking dirty, telling me how much she loved my cock and how she was going to suck it and then fill her cunt with it. This. I heard a little whimper out of her. I pushed about half of my fat 8 inch cock in her. It was like a velvet vise was gripping me. For a second I thought, maybe it is too tight and I can't get in. That second passed and I shoved hard burying myself in her young cunt. In this position and angle I had hit bottom but still had an inch of cock to go. I said to her, “Hold on, this is all going in one way or the other.” She turned her head and said back to me, “Oh yea, fuck me. Shove your big cock in. At a time when I could neither read nor write, or barely, I saw a movie on TV like "The Arabian Nights" in which slaves were forced to obey their masters under the threat of whip. It impressed me so much that I wanted to write the word "slave." I was able to write an S, so I asked an uncle how to write "lave" to make s-lave. He said "that doesn’t exist." Since then, in my dreams, I am a slave in a harem. With a partner, almost without realizing it, I find myself kneeling or stretching my arms.