I hadjust kissed her like a long lost love, and the dampness below told methat I had really been turned on by it. In those past few minutes, I hadbeen... someone else. But for now, this other personality retreated to theback of my mind. I used this moment to ask her what was up. After what had just happened,it was clear that I was not the only one experiencing some mentalchanges. She had enjoyed the kiss too."Who am I?" I asked her. "Am I a man, or the woman you love?"Yvonne looked at me and. Rather than hurting, it becomes a nice complement to the pleasure spreading out through your entire withering body.“Fuck, yeah!” you yell. “Harder, fuck me harder!”I pound into you even harder, making the headboard of the bed slam against the wall. You can't even hear it over the pounding of your heart and the gasping breaths you pull into your body. I could feel your orgasm building, and suddenly it was on you in a flash, all but rendering you u*********s as bursts of light explode within your. I didn’t move but she did! I thought that I was busted, she started shifting around and I turned off my light. Like I was going to hide! Yea! Right! I could tell she had changed her sleeping position. When I finally had the courage, I turned on my flashlight. I about had a heart attack! She had taken off her underwear and now her crouch was completely exposed to me. I didn’t know what to do! She had taken off her underwear and now was like, letting me look at her pussy. It was like an open. "Ain't that crazy? I played with around with a lot of girls and now one does to me what I used to do to them."Riley was really down; I'd never seen him this way. "Tell Uncle Patrick all about. Maybe talkin will help you get over her."In my mind I was laughing at him a little. It was ironic ... he's the one hurting instead of some girl he left. Of course I couldn't say that to him. During our wilder days I'd left plenty of young ladies too; but I never promised anything but a good time. Riley.