After a while, though, I stopped being so shy, and it was a matter of trust between us that this was something neither of us would show anyone else, b...ut that we could do together. I'd watch him slide over the strange skin of his cock, and I'd find the courage to touch my dampness. I'd see his eyes on me. It would be embarrassing, and exciting as well. In the end, I liked him to come first, so that I could finish with his eyes glued to my quickly moving hand, and I could orgasm staring at his. After we both got off cybering we continued to talk and I discovered he lived in the next town. I was so fucking horny I made an offer for him to come over to my house and he could show for real what I had taught him online. Regret was the first thing that hit me right after I made the offer, but he had already accepted and had my address. He was on his way and would be there in about 30 minutes. I figured I had some time I could leave or not answer the door, So I had a glass of wine and took. Getting to her knees and taking my cock into her mouth. She seemed to savour the taste of her ass on my cock, told me how good her ass tastes. She stood back up and once more she spread her ass. It looked so good that I couldn’t just fuck her ass, I had to play with it.I pushed two fingers in her ass, making her groan. I started to finger her butt, mesmerized how easily it took my fingers. I gently pushed another finger in, fingering her harder. She seemed to enjoy it too, pushing back against. "Is what she said about your scar true?"What right did she have to ask me such a personal question? We had just met. She was cute with light brown hair and a dimple in her chin. She struck me as a girl that used her good looks to her advantage. I suspected that she was spoiled but that applied to ninety-five percent of the Speedwell girls. They were all daddies' little girls with their noses in the air. I decided to play along."Did Margaret tell you that a guy cut me because his girlfriend.