So I thought I’d be brave and write this for you. I have to say I don’t think of sextoys as being particularly naughty at all or something I shoul...dn’t have, I think they’re just fun, lots and lots of fun. :-)My first one ever was bought for me by a boyfriend (ex boyfriend) who hoped I’d use it in front of him …. I did a couple of times and I remember it was a bit embarrassing at first! The vibrator he bought me was about 6 or 7 inches long, white, smooth and I had to admit rather sexy (although. She was really bored one evening and we ended up back at my place. Our after sex pillow talk drifted somehow to communal memories. I asked her if it was possible for a communal memory to go back thousands of years. She said that it could only happen if somehow there was a continuous presence going back that far. She left two days later after telling me that she didn't have a thousand years to wait for someone here to talk to her.It only took me a few years to meet Paula. I had. Dad: Do whatever you want.Po: Remember honey this is all your idea. If I do this he will be asking for it often. I won’t scold him I will just let him fuck me if he asks.Dad: I know the consequences and I am ready to face it. But you won’t succeed.Dad was also a gambler who likes to bet. But mom played her cards right and made him fall for her trap.Dad: Rules. I will start the count the time when you guys start to fuck and blowjob will not be counted.Po: Ok fineMom made me lie down and grabbed. "Nothing more than usual," I told her. Which was nothing. But the two kisses we'd shared had meant something, to me at least. What was bothering me was whether or not they'd meant anything to him and what it would do to me if they meant nothing at all."If I thought it would do any good, I'd clock him one," Aunt Gene muttered as she walked in and I stared at her like she was crazy, shocked out of my forlorn mood by her outburst. "Anyone can see you're crazy about him and have been for quite some.