After that, a short break. We talked about what happened and prepared us for the next scene. A short role play. To give me time to recharge. It summar...izes: Part one of learning how to fuck was watching, part two is action. Nasty dirty back door action. We also filmed the part when we moved from the bathroom into my sisters sleeping quarters.There the show went on. This time mom was operating the camera. She told us what to do. And she let out her kinkier site. She made me sit down on the bed.. He stared out into the distance of the forest ahead.“I’ve missed you,” he said softly.I questioned, “In what way?”He looked to me, “You know what way.”“You’ve hurt me a lot, you know that?” I said and continued, “I’ve been through so much pain, and you didn’t want to be there for me. Even when you promised you would be.”“I know… and I’m sorry. I’ve been a terrible person to you,” he said.He apologized to me. For the way he treated me over the months. I wanted to be strong and be mad at him for. Besides, I've never had those sexual thoughts towards women. I like men too much. There's just no way that I'd sleep with a woman. It doesn't appeal to me in any sense of the word." She met my stare, "Read my lips, I'm not attracted to women. I'm attracted to men."Suddenly, the man's man, the macho male, the manly male, the men's song played through my head...'men, men, men, men, men, men, men, men.'"Are you sure you're not lesbian?" I gave her a long look. "Because now that I look at you more. “Sure, Nance,” he said without hesitation. He enjoyed eating her but knew she was asking for more. In the sessions she referred to, it was for an extended time and, despite his assurances, she thought of it as an imposition.When she was in the mood, she liked to be edged, not so much being teased and frustrated as some women preferred, but more dancing on the edge. Even she wasn’t sure if she had edges or multiple soft orgasms; there would be an ebb and flow of excitement, anticipation,.