The early 1950s were c***dhood years, but by 1959 aged fifteen when asking my parents about sex they chickened outbsaying I,d find out when I needed t...o. It was best friend and buddy Burt who showed me pornographic magazines his father had brought back from West Germany while stationed with the Army and how to “beat my meat”. Burt,s cock was more than double the size of mine, but we both being shy masturbated each other and eventually sucked each other,s cocks. Of course at first I struggled to. Most of the morning I was working my ass off taking a few sneak peeks over the fence to see if I could get a glimpse of either there ass or tits. At around 2pm the sun was at it hottest and I was cleaning up, done my yard work I now wanted to shower and jump into the pool and lie on a chair and have a beer. That's what I did. Took a shower. Got into my shorts, I grabbed 4 beers from the fridge a bucket full of ice placed the beers in it cracked one open headed out side and placed the bucket. He inserts various things in my ass. I am kept like this for 24 hours. Possibly even 36 hours. ~ Rachel Sweet succulent latex concubine Rachel,I love the idea and the story. As a guest I would certainly enjoy fondling, tormenting, and maxing the estim. What an awesome concept of a totally helpless and immovable captured latex concubine. How could anyone keep their hands off of you?I can imagine all manner of nipple torment and I assume you were well gagged providing your abusers with the. We ended up going to different colleges, though. I stayed instate, studying Business at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Rob wanted to become an architect, and Madison doesn’t have an Architecture program. So he ended up going to the University of Kentucky.Ironically, after he graduated, Rob got a job with a firm in Milwaukee, where I had just moved to attend law school at Marquette. At heart though, I’ll always be a Badger, while Rob had become pure Wildcat. So, when Wisconsin and Kentucky.