I never thought that she would be sneaking peeks."I just want to know about stuff, you know sex stuff." She kept her eyes on my cock . We had had "the... talk" about her monthly friend a few months back, but I never equated it to sex, just that it was something a woman did when she reached a certain age. I realized that that was pretty stupid of me, but at the time she seemed satisfied and I was too embarrassed to explain any more of the details."Well, angel, I guess it's time we had another. . I open her up to different experiences, more intense experiences." Really now?"I had played this conversation over and over again with my other dates. Lydia was so far sticking to the script. I noticed how her strappy heel was dangling from her foot. It was very enticing."Well, I'll give you an example. Let's say I trace my finger over your body..." This gave me the perfect opportunity to touch her, so I took my finger and started with her arm and slowly dragged it up to her shoulder and then. He did the same to me as he did Marty, starting with kissing my legs, my private and button, navel, nipples and them on the lips. The anticipation was killing me and I jumped with excitement and tingling as I felt the tip of his thingy against my private. Slowly he began working his thingy inside me and I had to agree with Marty that it was bigger than my hairbrush handle. He felt huge and I wasn’t sure that I would be able to stretch enough to take him all in. Now I know that the grimace on. ”“I think we should live with it as-is through all four seasons before committing to a back yard treatment. It would give us a chance to relax a bit and enjoy the house and each other.” She reached for his hand. “Every day, Adam, this place feels more and more like our place and less and less like your place. Every day I think more and more in terms of ours instead of yours and mine. I want to start decorating ... I want to put up curtains along with the shade in the master bedroom ... make the.