I flexed, sending another wanton shiver coursing the length of her softly perspiring body.She grunted as I flexed again, then turned her head to look ...back over hershoulder, and the lust-contorted expression on her face was like nothingI had ever seen in my life."Joe," she whimpered again. "I like it. I like it. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me in the asshole." "Yes," Val groaned as I began to move again. "Fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me harder!"Again Val dropped her face down onto. You own his cock. The semen he produces is yours and yours alone. You will make it absolutely clear that he is never to self-pleasure without permission. He is never to waste his semen, that you decide its final use and destination, and that you dictate when and if he experiences an orgasm. Just temper this with a merciful attitude. It's OK to deny him release, but be sure to reward him occasionally when he has excelled in his devotion and servitude to you.Body Hair. Removal of body hair,. I struggled to get John interested in sex again, Istarted dressing up, you know, sluttish, when we weregoing out. Eventually we got back into the swing of sexbut it was no longer the ‘vanilla’ sex of out earlymarriage, it was more way out and extreme than I hadintended it to become. John started to insist on things like tying me upbefore sex or taking me out to the woods and fucking mein one of the clearings that were intended forpicnickers, we even had sex in the car while we. I was a virgin, but I’d learned the pleasures of masturbation long ago. With my eighteen years, I’ve had experience with orgasms for.. two years. That would be about right. At times I pleased myself daily, or multiple times a day. Other times it was once a week.Now? It was definitely a day of multiple orgasms.And it was a day to eat chocolate.As I entered my apartment, one I shared with a couple of other students, I immediately proceeded to walk to my own room, where I had chocolate and.