How could I let him fuck me that way
This story takes place on one of the weekly get-togethers that my friends and I used to have a few years ago. It gradually became impossible for us to have (as many of us have moved away from our hometown) but one night, in particular, has always stood out the most for me. My husband's close friend, a perverted and sleazy sex-addict, had planned to somehow fuck me that night. His name was Nick. Like I said, he always lusted after me and objectified me quite a bit. My husband, Henry, never...