Rayne
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Gabriella awoke, stiff and pain shot thru her arms and legs. The long night spent in the cold, damp hold of the ship had taken its toll. She gingerly stretched her arms attempting to work the cramps out of her muscles. She winced in pain as the cramped muscles protested. She attempted to stand, only to get the same response from her legs. But she was used to hardship, and this was nothing compared to the days when she had ran and hidden from Torquemada when she was a child and he pursued her relentlessly. She knew she was a strong individual, in a way it was him who had made her into the strong woman she was.
She hadn’t allowed herself to think of either the night before events, or the consequences of those actions. Now, even though it was dark in the hold of the ship there were little slits of sunlight that filtered through the cracks in between the boards of the deck, so it was not inky black, and she allowed her mind to wander back over those very events. She knew how foolish it had been to attack him and not finish the job, not end his life. But the alternative was unthinkable to her. She shuddered to think what would have surely happened had she not attacked him. He would have had his way with her, and the thought of him entering her body was so unpalatable that bile rose in her throat, causing her to retch.
Her resolve was strong, she would not let him defeat her in any way. She would not beg for food or water or for his mercy, for she knew he had no mercy in his black soul. She slumped to a less uncomfortable position, her hands and legs cramped from the small space. She could see the rats scurrying about just out of the small shafts of sunlight, their eyes red and beady and a shiver ran up her spine. She hated rats more than anything in the world except for Torquemada! She prayed that her resolve would remain strong and that she would not weaken when night descended and the sun no longer kept the vermin in the corners and away from her.
All day she sat in the hold, sweat pouring from her body, her hair a tangled mess and her thirst became a nagging need, which she forced from her mind. As evening descended her stomach rumbled and growled in protest, and her thirst grew, still she pushed thoughts of quenching water and mouthwatering food from her mind. She had napped throughout the day in an effort to stay awake the night, to fight off the rats that she knew would come. Just as she had known, with darkness the scurrying got closer, and the rats inched ever closer to her body, causing shivers of revulsion to wrack her body. She took the only thing she had her shoe and slapped at them, causing squeaks and more scurrying. But she quickly learned that the rats were not above dining on their own if they were no longer living and she found small measure of comfort in that.
It was well after midnight when she dozed, so tired was she. One brave rat ventured close and when no swat was aimed at him, he grew bolder still and Gabriella awoke, a scream tearing from her throat as he bit her upper arm. But he paid the price as the shoe came down on him, squishing his tiny little brain out. She hated herself for the scream that had escaped her, as she heard the men laughing, knowing exactly what was happening below their feet. She only wished it had been Torquemada’s brains that were spattered over the board where the dying, twitching rat convulsed in the throes of death. But she strengthened her resolve to let no more screams escape her lips, no matter what!
Torquemada had been on deck, unbeknownst to Gabriella, and he had heard her scream. It had brought a smile to his thin lips and his man root had quickened, twitching to life at her suffering. Oh how he was going to enjoy her screams and pleas for mercy!
Thus the day turned into days and after 3 days she was indeed a pitiful sight. No longer did she look beautiful, she looked like a street urchin, filthy and bedraggled and her thirst was so great that she could no longer even moisten her lips for her mouth and tongue was so dry that there was no moisture to be had there. Her stomach continued to growl and grumble but she no longer paid any attention. As she dozed fitfully the hold door was opened and the sunlight streaming down blinded her, causing her to throw her hands up to prevent the brightness. She was once again hauled unceremoniously up the steps and dumped on the deck. She couldn’t see who was around her, the sun searing her eyes, feeling like they were being burned from their sockets. So she cowered on the deck, trying to get her bearings in a defensive crouch. A demonical laugh reached her ears and she knew without a doubt that Torquemada stood there in triumph.
‘What’s the matter Gabriella? Not enjoying your cabin mates? I suppose you’re used to a little better accommodations. You know, if you would have been a little nicer to me, you could have remained in your cozy cabin. So what do you have to say for yourself? Do I hear an apology forming on those once beautiful lips? Hmmm?’
Gabriella tried in vain to form the words, to force them from her lips, but her throat was too dry and nothing but a raspy noise was produced.
‘On my, how remiss of me, would you like a small drink?’ he asked torturously.
She wanted to tell him what she would like was another chance to slice his bloody throat. She be damned if she would beg him for water. But Torquemada took her look and silence as a request and ordered a drink be given to her. Gabriella took the water and all her resolved melted away, for she had wanted to refuse it, but her thirst was too great, and she greedily sucked it down. God, it felt good sliding down her throat, and she was careful not to spill a drop, for she knew she wouldn’t be offered more. She kept the dipper close to her mouth even though the water was gone, she needed a moment to find her voice and choose her words. She knew if she begged, he would give her water for a bath, to drink and food to eat, but she also knew what else lay in wait for her. She schooled her face into a look of defeat, wanting him to believe he had beaten her. Slowly the water seeped through her dehydrated body, bring scant relief, but enough to reaffirm her vow. She looked up into the demons face and it was gleeful like a child at Christmas who was about to receive the very gift he had asked for. A small smile graced her lips and she very slowly spoke and enunciated so very clearly, ‘Go to hell, bastard!’
The shock registered on his face before he could disguise it, but it was quickly wiped away. He glowered at her and barked the orders to his henchmen ‘take the bitch back to her hole, and see to it that the deck above her is covered. I want no drop of moisture to reach her, and no light to grace those planks!’ Then he sneered into her face, his fetid breath causing her stomach to roll, ‘let’s see how long you can last with no sleep, no water and no food. Your little four legged friends will be nibbling on your toes within twenty-four hours! Take her!’
Gabriella wanted to scream out, to beg for mercy, but she clamped her lips tightly and slumped, catching the two men half dragging her off guard. As they lost their grip on her, she lurched away and gained freedom. She ran looking for a weapon, but only made it a short distance as she was surrounded by the men. Torquemada laughed at her, at her desperation.
‘Give me a sword and fight me like a man!’ she screamed at him.
‘Oh no my dear, you forget I have seen your work with a sword. None of my men are eager to forfeit their lives to your blade this day.’
Why oh why had she thought he would fight her like a man, he was no man, he was a coward that used others to do his dirty work until he could wear his opponent down and then have the upper hand. Why had she not listened to Maria? Why had she not trusted Rayne? It was in that moment that Gabriella let herself admit, at least to herself, that there was no way she could win, not against these odds. But she raised her chin, looked him squar
ely in the face and as they dragged her past her nemesis, she spit in his face. Hoping it would be enough to infuriate him to the point that he would lose control and run her through and through. If she was to die, she preferred quickly to the horrors she knew he had planned for her. But he only laughed at her attempts, seeing them for exactly what they were.
The hold was almost welcoming to being in close proximity to Torquemada, but that too was short lived as a heavy sail was laid over the decks immediately above. Any little bit of cool air from the ocean breeze was blocked, and it soon became a sweat box, and the rats no longer had to stay out of the sunlight, and they became bolder and bolder. Now there was no relief from them, and she knew she could only last so long before she wouldn’t be able to keep her eyes open. She let her mind roam, back to the night Rayne had initiated her in the art of making love, or at least the beginnings of it. How she wished now that he would have taken her at least she would have had the memory of her first time of being with a man be one she would treasure. But she knew that eventually Torquemada would take her, and it would not be a treasure, it would be a nightmare. She didn’t know if her mind could endure that act. The memories and the darkness, the incessant suffocating heat, the motion of the boat her head dropped farther and farther until her chin rested on her chest and she dozed.
It was late when she awakened and she longed for a breath of air, a sip of cool water, a crust of bread, for any relief. But she knew there was none coming. No one knew where to search for her, there was no one coming to save her, and she wept quietly. Gabriella was worn out, emotionally, physically and mentally, she slept, deeply the sleep of the exhausted.
She was dreaming, she was floating in the water it was cool, so cool, but something kept pricking her. On her feet, on her arms, her face it was interrupting her quiet languid swim and it was slowly pulling her to the surface of wakefulness. She sat bolt upright, swinging her arms and kicking her legs, the rats! They were biting her all over! There was squeaking and scurrying but the bites oozed blood and in horror she wondered how many had bitten her and how disfigured she would be. But a brittle laugh escaped her, for what did it matter, Rayne would never gaze upon her again, she would die on this ship, at the hand of Torquemada or from infection or starvation. She sat and laughed bordering on hysteria and the eerie sound drifted upwards and the sailors gave each other uneasy looks. Afraid she had lost her mind or turned into a witch!
For two more days and nights she sat in the filth of the hold. The stench had grown much worse as the pile of dead rats grew from Gabriella’s efforts. She had designated one area of the small hold to relieve herself in. The first few days of her internment in this hell the smell had nauseated her, but she had grown accustomed to it she supposed.
She didn’t realize how much weight she had lost in the time that she had been in this man made hell, but she felt her gown, tattered and filthy as it was, had become looser on her. She even wondered just how filthy she would have to be before Torquemada would be so disgusted with her that he would either just kill her or toss her overboard. She need not have wasted her efforts with those thoughts, for he would never forego his pleasure at humiliating and torturing her. She knewhe longed to hear her beg him, for food, water, even for him to take her to free her from the hold!
On the fourth day, so weak she could barely stand, she was once again dragged from the hold and she fully expected the same treatment she had gotten last time. But instead she was doused with seawater and brought to the cabin she had stayed in before and a tub of warm inviting water awaited her along with a whole pitcher of water for her to drink. She was immediately suspicious but her thirst was greater than her suspicion! She saw herself in the mirror and barely recognized her own self! She was thin to the point of gauntness, her hair a matted tangled mess. The bite marks from the rats were red and infected and there were dark circles under her eyes and her cheeks so thin they were sunken. She was but a shell of her former self. She couldn’t stand the sight of herself and turned away, climbing shakily into the tub, too weak to stand any longer. She lingered over the bath not knowing what was to come, or when she would have another chance to be clean. She almost no longer cared, the rats, although fewer in numbers, were almost more than she could abide.
When the water was cold and after she had exhausted herself just scrubbing her skin and hair, she climbed from the tub. She rummaged thru the trunk where the under clothes had been kept and pulled on clean ones. The closet still held the gowns and she found the one that was the least ill fitting and tugged it on, having to stop many times to rest. After quite some time had passed there was a knock on the door and she was led to Torquemada’s quarters where a mouth watering meal sat, along with Torquemada himself. She was leery and stood with both hands on the chair back awaiting his command.
‘Gabriella, sit, please. Let me help you a plate.’
She eyed him suspiciously for she knew he was up to no good and it involved her.
When she hesitated, he repeated, more forcefully ‘sit!’
Gabriella sat, her eyes feasting on the food, her mouth salivating and her stomach growling.
‘Dear, dear that’s certainly not very lady-like. You know you could have saved yourself a lot of trouble and self inflicted anguish. All you had to do was cooperate. As you can see, I have a rather nasty scar thanks to your handiwork.’
She winced at the direction this conversation was heading, and she knew she was about to pay for that scar and pay dearly. She wanted to refuse the food, but her body overruled her mind and will and she sat mechanically and picked up the fork, eating gingerly, knowing as starved as she was she couldn’t put too much food in her stomach or it would reject it.
They ate in silence, a silence that was deafening to her. Her mind having too much time to roam and consider what possible torture he had in mind for her and yet unwilling to allow herself to admit she pretty much knew what he would demand.
After the meal the cook cleared away the dishes and Torquemada poured her a sherry and insisted that she drink it. Within a few sips her head swam and her eyes flashed into his, knowing he had put something into her drink. No words were spoken but those flashing green eyes said more than words ever could and that look caused Torquemada to shrink back for a moment, almost afraid of what she was capable of. It was at that moment that she collapsed into blissful darkness, the void of the unconscious.
When she awoke she found herself in Torquemada’s bunk and her immediate thought was he had ravished her, taking what should have been taken by Rayne, given of her own free will. He saw the look immediately as he had been sitting and watching her awaiting her to awaken. She tried to sit up, only to find her hands and ankles were restrained, tied to the four corners of the bed. Panic welled up in her, and he saw it in her eyes, on her face.
‘Not so sure of yourself now, are you Gabriella? Well no matter, I just decided that I really didn’t want to add to the scar collection…at least not on my own person.’
Those words cause terror to course through her veins and she struggled in vain at the bonds that held her every so securely. He stood and slowly walked to the bed, as her struggles increased. He laughed gleefully.
‘Yes my little captured dove, struggle against those bonds that excites me even more!’
Those words sliced through her terror and she immediately went still.
‘Oh surely you wouldn’t deprive me of that little bit of amusement? Well, no matter, I am sure I can find other ways to amuse myself.’<
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With that he reached out his hand and traced the slight swell of her breasts and revulsion filled her. He saw the look of pure hatred radiating from her eyes and face and it infuriated him. He pinched her nipples through the dress and grabbed at her woman’s center through the dress. Still she refused to move, she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Further infuriated he grabbed the neckline of the gown and ripped it to her waist, leaving her torso bare. She disgusted him, so thin was she that she had taken on an almost boyish body, angular and gaunt, and that boyishness excited him. He climbed onto the bunk, straddling her waist, limiting her breathing and making her feel as if she were suffocating. He ran his hands over her body, squeezing and pinching her as he moved his hands. He leaned forward, kissing her breasts, flicking his tongue over her nipples awaiting a response. But she made not a sound, she just watched him from eyes that were fast losing their spark.
Although Gabriella was silent, her mind was screaming ‘Nooooooooooooo!’
He viciously bit her breasts leaving welts which seemed to excite him, and he bit harder and harder till blood oozed from the wounds and his teeth marks were covering her upper body. She felt him harden at the sight and the fight went out of her. She had to face reality, she couldn’t possible fight him off in the condition she was in, yet her mind refused to accept it. She didn’t know how much more she could endure and retain her sanity. She felt his weight leave her and almost sighed a sigh of relief but it was short lived. He had only moved to give him access to her dress, which he slit with a knife laying bare her entire body. He shoved a finger into her dry woman’s center, and cursed that she was so dry that he had to force his fingers inside.
Gabriella’s mind was shutting down, she felt her world slipping away and only numbness in its place. Torquemada slapped her hard across the face but got no response, not even a moan. He reached for his knife intending to stab the bitch through her black heart for depriving him of his fun. But at the last moment, he refrained, reaching instead for the cat-o-nines and using the handle to brutally rape Gabriella, over and over again till blood coursed down her thighs and still there was no sound, no movement, for her mind had snapped as soon as the rape had begun.
Torquemada was furious, for she had still escaped him and cheated him again. He cursed her and hit her repeatedly across the face until at long last, bloodied and bruised and barely recognizable, he had her removed to the other cabin and hung by her hands over her head and still nude to a hook from the ceiling, her feet barely touching the floor. But he couldn’t hurt her anymore, for she had escaped mentally to a place he could never reach.
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Ken woke only an hour later. Jane and Ari were asleep, but someone was up on the mansion grounds. He put on some shorts, then padded outside into the cool night air. As he had already known, the Garden wasn't empty. Eric was there. "You OK?" he asked. The big man started and turned. "Sorry, I didn't hear you. Yeah, I'm fine." Ken sat on a bench and said, "You don't sound fine. Is there anything I can do to help?" Eric was silent for a moment, then said, "Things have been a...
You’re invited to a cuckold party, and Riley Star is throwing it! You see, Riley loves watching all sorts of porn, and recently she’s been watching movies with cucks! She’s not sure what to make of it, so she called two of her pals over — Rico and Rob — to explain to her a little bit more about cuckolding porn…and if cucks really existed! Turns out Rob and Rico brought their cuckold pal Jay over to meet Riley, watch some cuckold porn, and then…you know,...
xmoviesforyouThe bed was a complete and total sodden mess. I looked over at the table clock which said it was two-thirty in the morning. We had been sucking and fucking for over three hours. There was nothing to do but call the front desk and ask for a fresh linen change-over if we were going to get any sleep whatsoever.We all came down from our high, breathing deeply, drinking champagne and chugging more water, gazing at each other with wonder and somewhat sated lust. Not much was said as the girls got up...
Gay MaleI can think of no better way to get even with you for your little clit tweak while I was ordering dinner, than making you wait for your climax. I was planning on teasing you, as it were, but now I’m out for revenge. As I start to recover from my climax, our appetizer arrives and is set on the table. When the waiter leaves, I reach up and with my fingers take a hold of one of the shrimp. Dipping it into the cocktail sauce, I bring it to my lips, slipping a little bit into my mouth in a...
The Guy Next Door – Chapter 4 It felt far too long after Jane’s fuck with Matt and his friend Jenny. For some reason Bill had not been going out as much as he used to. It was now Saturday and Jane needed a fuck badly. The texts were flying between the two houses. ‘I am so in need of a fucking…can we meet somewhere?’ ‘How about you just sneak out of the house and come round here…shall I bring a ladder and rescue you- lol’ ‘HaHa can you meet me at the station in 30 minutes…I have an idea.’
Chapter 1 Barely making it in Seattle. That should be my forum name. I finally found work, and then my husband slips and cracks his spine. He's on disability, and has regained most of his mobility, but Donald whinges whenever I bring up applying for work. Stace, our 14 year old daughter spends like a sixteen year old. She's attractive enough. She doesn't need the makeup and makeovers and makewhatevers, she saves every cent of her allowance for. We were making it, a living. Can't say...
Hi friends this is Raj once again.. This story is narrated by Priya our Nun who is also the participant in the event.. This story took place a couple weeks ago, on Halloween actually. I was hosting a party for some friends and by the end of the night, we all had a treat that was better than any candy you could buy! The theme of the party was Sweet and Sexy, meaning everyone’s costumes were supposed to be sexy, but still “good girl/boy” costumes. I was dressed as a nun, my outfit more naughty...
Chapter 6: Plans The Next Weekend… The sun rose over the Saturday morning, casting that familiar yellow glow in the bedroom. Alex woke up, her head a bit cloudy from the drinking last night. “Hey Cynthia, you awake?” She asked from the top bunk. Cynthia had been laying on the bottom bunk, awake for a while, “Yeah, I am,” she smiled. Cynthia had a wonderful dream about all 4 of them again. But she tried to push it aside. “How long you going to wait to call him?” Alex asked, still...
"Where ya goin?" he asks. "Just to freshen up, you made quite a mess. These will keep you company" she says as she removes the panties she was just thoroughly fucked in and tosses them to him. Mike inspects them hoping they stayed free of his load and was pleased to see he had not contaminated them with spunk. Joy takes her time to freshen up with a warm wash cloth then brings it back to the bed and begins to clean his cock. Lifting and gently wiping it as if it were a delicate instrument. She...
Sit Happens Brian Thompson was on his way home after a two week stint in Florida where he had been working for a client on site. He'd been so busy that he barely slept for most of those two weeks. He was so happy that the client's problems were all solved and he could finally go home. After checking out of the hotel, Brian took his suitcase and caught a cab to the airport. He checked his luggage and went through security early. He just wanted to get on the plane and head back to...
Nilesh sath mein aaya car tak. Nilesh ne Abhishek ko hug kiya aue fir mujhse hath milaya. Meri mummy ko bhi hug kar liya. Mummy ko toh nasha chad gaya tha. Ab hum log car mein baith gaye. Mummy piche ke seat pe baithi thi aur main aur mera dost aage ki seat pe baithe the. Maine dekha gadi chalke abhi 10 minutes hue the ki meri mummy ki aankhe band ho gayi thi. Woh neend mein chali gayi thi. Mere dost ne kaha,”So gayi kya teri mummy? Aaj pahli bar drink ki hai na.” Maine kaha maine kabhi dekha...
Hi Friends My name is Aks If you like my story mail me at I am waiting for your mail. This incident, happened in my life almost 25 years ago… I am Indian, belonging to the state of Tamil Nadu, my city and other locations are changed, so is the lady’s name. Else, it is 100% true episode in my life. Awakening me to the world of sex. My cousin, my father’s sister’s daughter who was married and had a 8 year old got admitted into the post graduate program of the medical college in my town and her...
Eventually Dusty was able to find and move into his new apartment. Regardless of how he looked like on the outside to anyone, he was finding it hard to stay civil when every fiber of his being wanted to throttle Lindsey whenever she was near, and it was slowly starting to get to him. Going to the gym and getting into a good scrap at first seemed to help with his frustrations, but lately as the months drug on that was starting to not be enough. There were times during that last month that...
As many of you know if you've read my stories before, I love to watch my girlfriend get fucked but she never knows that I'm aware. She's not on board with me watching in the room, so I always have to find a way to make it happen. Every time she gets fucked behind my back, it just happens to be by huge cocks that make her squirt everywhere; I love it but it makes me so jealous because I can't make her do that.Cassie is now the youngest professor at a small college in the state we live in (I...
Cuckold"We're almost home and we need to discuss what happened." I braced myself. My shame was permeating every fiber of my being. I was sure she was disgusted with me for what happened. Tears were forming in my eyes and my vision blurred. How could she not be? I was sure she was upset with herself too but I was obviously the one at fault. I had been getting off thinking of her the entire time. She only gave in when she saw my cock jolting underneath the towel. I said nothing. Again, she spoke,...
In the space of an hour, the character of the surf underwent a complete change. The long, even swells continued, but short, choppy waves built up, riding the backs of the smoother swells. Instead of beach-length crests, the newly forming pattern presented peaking seas that produced a chaotic jumble of individual breakers. The height of the waves increased with incredible speed, until some looked the size of a large building to Myra. She and the dog had worked their way almost to the south...
Bailey was still asleep when Gabe left. He had an early flight and woke himself up early. He didn't bother to shower; he would clean up once he got back to New York. Instead he dressed quietly and gathered his things. Gabe watched Bailey sleeping. She looked so content and beautiful. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. He brushed her hair out of her face and she smiled in her sleep. Pulling the sheet over her, Gabe kissed Bailey on the cheek and whispered, "Good-bye, my love. Miss...
They met as planned at the Empire State building. Taking him around the city proved to be a little more then she had expected. They walk hand in hand around the city taking in all the sites. Showing him around her island reminded her of all she wants to share with him. They head back to the hotel hand in hand so she could touch base at home before they went to dinner. Arriving at the room he slips into the bathroom to change as she calls her little ones. Hanging up they sit across from each...
Story Halloween was in a couple days and I was invited to my first college party ever. Earlier that year for my 18th birthday I went to an anime convention and bought a navy short sleeved Japanese school girl outfit to wear. I decided that I would just wear that for the Halloween party, but I knew the hottest guys were going to be there. So I decided to cut my knee length skirt shorter. I cut perfectly so it would cover my ass, but if I bent over, you could see everything. I wore my schook girl...
This is a place to find short stories about girls and women embarrassed by their nudity in front of others. Some stories do go into masturbation, groping, humiliation, and mild non-con. But...overall i think I'm pretty tame compared to other authors. You decide :P
I couldn’t stop smiling. True to my word, I had almost stopped traveling completely: home every night with my wife. I still worked from the building I’d found to use as corporate headquarters. We bought it for practically nothing and renovated it completely; leasing the space we didn’t need as soon as it was available. Mom was pushing me to look at some warehouse space, hinting we would probably need it in the near future as a distribution center. I’d had to hire administration people to...
We walked into the office of Valley Investments precisely at ten on Monday morning, noticing that Norman Fears' secretary was still out on an errand. He appeared almost immediately. "Good morning, Mr. Monahan. I'm pleased to see you are on time. I assume you have a proposal to put forward this morning?" he said, completely ignoring Catherine. "Yes, as promised, I have a proposal," I confirmed as we sat in front of his desk. I handed him a binder with several pages in it and he...
Kim and Jack were still watching the new television when their mom called to them. "Someone is at the door," she yelled. Kim jumped up, ran to the front door and opened it. "Hi Megan," she said to her friend, "come in." The tall girl followed Kim into the house and up the stairs to her room. She led Megan through the bathroom that separated her room from the guestroom. "You can put your bag in here. Megan looked around the bedroom and set her bag on the floor near the bed. "This...
Mom's Girl Redux Part 6 by Elizabeth Joanne Chapter 18 I double checked to make sure I had everything I needed that Friday morning. I'm still not sure I am crazy about the shorter hair but I did know it beat wearing a wig and even extensions have their drawbacks. I am going to let it grow some more but it does look cute in its own way and it is all me. Once my curling iron cooled I packed it...
"It is hard to believe what I've been through with my husband, but here I am, with my beloved husband beside me asleep after our passion has been sated. " My name is Jesse (Jay) Lee Morgan; I am a natural redhead with green eyes. I love to play sports, but I was always on the small side. I look like Momma if she were a boy. But as much as I love her, I love Daddy, too. My dad is Edward Lee Morgan, a gentle giant of a farmer who looked like Tom Selleck. He loved to hunt and fish and had...
My Nurse Practitioner Sherry and I were standing in my bedroom totally nude and admiring each other. My cock was rigid and pointing at her and I could see a bit of wetness dribbling down the inside of her thighs. Her nipples looked as hard as stone and were pointed at me. As she winked at me, she said, “Now this is more as it should be”. Then Sherry remarked that it looked as if I was ready to start my treatment. ‘It looks as if you’re ready to treat me’ I replied. Sherry said there were a few...
"Well, I'm sacrificing so I can make out with my pretty wife for as long as possible. If a little pain comes with it, I can deal with that. I would think you'd do the same for me." "Well, if you are committing to making our lips hurt, maybe you can make another body part feel good. You know I'm your wife, now its not frowned upon if you want to feel me up or rub my bottom. They tend to actually like it when you touch them." He grinned and his hands slithered their way onto my buns....