It would prove to be a "nutrient rich" white hot experience in erotism. For instance... From my side of the equation I often savored the surprising sexual intensity of corrupting Ashley's type of innocence and stuffy cultural norms. I think she in turn felt a surprising surge of new sexual power and how she could use that over me and most of the men she would meet in the future. I absolutely loved feeling her new raw sexual desires for "fresh cock." I loved luring her over the edge and into wild abandonment. I loved promoting new fantasies and feeling her genuine excitement climb until her beautiful body would literally shake. I loved coaxing her into a new found daily masturbation; loved grooming her ability to fantasize new and old sexual exploits; loved how easily she "got off" while pretending guys were impregnating her when she let them "cum inside;" loved hearing her fantasize giving birth to this guy's or that guy's baby and how that would impact me; how she loved doing new things that she and I had never done; how she loved secret rendezvous that I didn't know about until after the fact and the power that made her feel; loved hearing about how she often needed to take breaks during work to get herself off in the bathrooms; how she loved going into business meetings with no panties and with a flush she always got post orgasm; how she regularly removed them so she could "do it" in her car on the long commute home; how exciting it was to be fingering herself in traffic jams while staring at some guy in a car next to her; how she liked acquiring guys she could just drop in and fuck on her way home if she felt like it; how she always sized up new acquaintances as "fuckable or not fuckable;" how she reveled in the knowledge she could fuck anyone she wanted to without anyone's permission; how she discovered so many people around her could easily be fucked... Like her doctors, her bosses, fellow workers, neighbors, neighbor's sons, old friends, and new friends; how she loved living this new paradigm of complete and utter sexual freedom without a shred of guilt; how it made her feel more evolved, more hip, more relaxed than all of her repressed associates; and how she reveled in her exciting secret life while listening to her colleagues discuss their own sexual frustrations. From a societal point of view was Ashley corrupted and some kinda slut? Absolutely! But from a guiltless freedom based point of view, she was one of the most amazingly beautiful and genuinely happy woman you would ever meet. It just didn't matter that much to her what "normal" people thought anymore. Straight, repressed, judgmental types were the worst kind of "fucked up people" and people to be pitied. What mattered to Ashley was the "stable core center" she felt and had with me. The deep bonding this new sexuality created in us was very real and much more incredible than anything we had prior in our indian marriage. In a similar way, Ashley loved seducing me into complete adoration and servitude. She knew how well I understood and appreciated her sexual free thinking, her uniqueness, amateur her powerful sexual appeal, the control it gave her over men, and how there was never any "going back." She marveled at the depth of sexual intensity I felt watching her aggressively fuck someone; watching and coaxing her into outrageous exhibitionism; and especially the extreme sexual intensity I felt with her controlling me right down into mild cuckold humiliation. She often didn't understand it but knew I was feeling things worthy of her envy. So it worked for both of us... Powerfully, but in ways that were often quite different from each other. She bent over a bit, and I got a glance down her top. Scott held his erection still for her as Chin-sun pressed her entrance against his tip. That was a wonderful thing. “Lucky you, sister dear,” Sven said as his dick throbbed in my hand. By now Joey's bikini bottoms were scrunched into his ass cheeks and rubbing painfully on the tip of his cock. The design is actually perfect for using the bathroom and cleaning, as well," I smirked evilly. "Spank your mommy's ass hard damn it." and he did. "I was going to stay with my Aunt in Detroit," she said, "I'm in trouble at work." Her eyes widened and a panicking look appeared on her face. Not much older than the twins. Jack was waiting for me sitting on the table. With a flick of his wrist, Dominion opened the front doors and let the men in. The entered the mansion nervously, pilgrims in an unholy land. For the last 2 days we looked for the lad but he had disappeared l joked to Brenda the lad had to take time off amateur work to recover from the fuck they had. The soft music ended with the sound of the back door being shut. As fast as he could. "ummm, that feels nice. Gina noticed, “Don’t worry. “You guys doing okay? I felt my nipples harden as I indian released the breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, the silk robe tickling them deliciously as I trailed a few feet behind, eliciting a slight, almost inaudible moan from me at another new sensation. Patty groaned in a deep throaty voice. was kind of scary. My God!