She had a few pieces of lingerie in her hands and went to the till to pay and then we left the shop together. " Did you like what you saw?" She asked... me. " what do you think?" I replied pointing down at the obvious bulge in the front of my trousers. We walked to her car and got in and she threw her new purchases on the back seat with the other things she had already got. She drove straight to the woods and parked. We turned and kissed each other and I put my hand on her leg and slid it up. . I want it with her. I want to be her sexual plaything. I want to submit, sexually and otherwise, to your wife. The reason that I ask this is that, while I was ‘grandfathered’ into your deal, as you put it, my every nerve ending craves a bit more, and sorry if this sounds greedy, but I’m going to go for it. Maybe that’s me taking advantage of your good nature. I don’t know.“Sorry if this sounds wrong, but I don’t really even care. Not when it comes to finding the love of my life. To paraphrase. Before Will withdrew his hand, my final inhalation brought his fingers in contact with my erect nipple. With just the barest of touches, Will’s fingers managed to send an electric shock from my nipple, to low in my stomach. I froze, not wanting the contact to end. Will didn’t remove his fingers from my dress, and when I looked up at him, I found out why. He had a dark look in his eyes. It was a look that even the virgin that I was could understand. His eyes told me that he was considering. His leg comes around and he sets himself against me, pressing ass-to-ass. The way a dog breeds a bitch. In this position his knot pulls harder against my lips, my g-spot is being pressed on directly, and my cervix is experiencing a harder, more needful pressure from the head of his dick. In this position, I truly am his bitch.I groan in abject pleasure, feeling his knot tugging at me, feeling his sperm invading me. Feeling his need pouring inside of me.My pussy quivers against the palm of my.