I always thought of you as my best friend as well as my wife. Now, I would still like to be friends. I don't have many close friends here and I haven'...t met many people. Honestly, I don't get out much so I don't have much of a chance to meet people. So, I'm taking advantage of you for my own purposes. I hope you don't mind." I don't mind at all. I'm glad you want to be friends. I've missed you. I don't get out much anymore myself so I have just a few friends, mostly teachers I work with. I have. "He likes to take girls out and use them. He's not above cheating or anything like that either. Like, I'm cool with just having sex with girls, but there's a line, and you need to respect them too."I nodded. "Does he go to our school?" Who, Craig? Oh, hell no. He'd get ground to a pulp by the goody two-shoes students of our school. They wouldn't stand what he does for a second. Nah, he lives a few states over, like most of my family. He's actually kind of a sad story. Like, he's a jerk and all,. She was my first. Those boys I dated all had to go home with blue balls because none of them measured up to you Peter. If you fuck me tonight, I will no longer be a virgin in the biblical sense." Coming from the atheist family we were raised in, we both laughed at that. "Spread your lips wide and watch my cock Andrea. This is what I will be shooting up into you tonight." One hand on my balls, the other stroking my cock my hand pistoned on my shaft faster and faster. The first two spurts. She hung everything up in the wardrobe closet as she went. Down to my underwear, I started to feel the chill a little, so Betsy stoked the fire in the fireplace. Then she untied my corset laces and started to loosen them. When it was sufficiently loose, she separated the busk pieces at the front. I simultaneously felt relief, and fear. Relief from the fact that I could breathe easily, and fear because without the support of the corset, I was finding it difficult to stand up straight. I.