.." Tyrone stroked Cindy's back. "Are we clear so far?"The only thing pinning Cindy in place and keeping her from hysterics was Tyrone's touch. Tyrone... figured, however -- and correctly -- that once the game was on, she would settle down, one way or another. Fear of the unknown had her in its grip, and anything -- even bad things -- would be better than the unknown...Beverly seemed to have a gut feeling for what was going on -- and the bindings didn't bother her at a basic level the way they. Thoughts of her fit, firm nineteen-year-old body have my cock stirring. The desire to have unbridled sex with her again overwhelms me and I lay there next to my soundly sleeping wife, masturbating to thoughts of fucking Leslie again.I run my fingers lightly along my rigid shaft, up to the circumcised head and around the ridge. My other hand fondles my large ball sac as my fingers lightly rub the head, spreading the oozing precum all around and down the shaft. Wrapping my hand around the slick. When we had children, she told me I had to stop while they were inthe house growing up, and I did, but the desire never left. When theywere grown and out of the house, I carefully broached the subject ofdressing up again. She was kind and understanding, but said it made heruncomfortable and simply did not want to be involved or even know aboutanything "like that." The subject was never mentioned again.I'd given up on ever fulfilling my fantasies. I knew I was not going tobe able to be a. It was painful, beyond belief, I hadn't really expected it to this bad, he could see the pain in my eyes, and told me if I wanted to stop, No!!! I said. Slowly but surely he got deeper and deeper into my asshole, until I could feel his legs touch mine, I was bent over taking another mans dick, slowly the pain began to fade as he started to pound me harder and harder, hitting my g-spot. He then pulled it out and got me to sit on the edge of my bed, and asked me to fuck him, I said OK, slightly.