I needed to reassess how to treat her. What were her limits? I knew I was testing them now, but I wasn't sure if she knew it. She struggled mightily, ...her legs kicking and her knees banging the floor as she tried to gain her feet. But she never said 'red'. In fact, she never said 'stop' once. As we approached my study, I had an idea and snarled loudly enough for her to hear over her whimpering, "So, Miss Goody fucking Two Shoes has fantasies of taking it up the ass, eh? Well, well, well... the. I held my breath as her hand cupped my firm breast and she began to squeeze it gently (probably a lot more gently than a boy would have on a first date). I had done this to myself before . . . but having someone else do it, was TRULY lighting up my body. My pussy had begun to almost drip with excitement . . . especially when her next move, caused me to moan MUCH louder as she had found my nipple and had begun to lightly pinch it between her thumb and forefinger. . So we carried on.”“Yes, and?” I asked encouraging her, hoping to entice more out of her.“This is still turning you on isn’t it?’ Sam observed.One look at my swelling cock was all the answer she needed.“I went down on her, licked her pussy. I fingered her, made her cum. She did the same to me. I’d never had sex with a woman before. It was new and exciting. We spent the afternoon in bed savouring each other. We still do when we get the chance.” We were laying side by side and Sam was stroking my. . you know. That's all. But, you know best. I wish we didn't have to involve other "younger people" in our little love games, as these two youngsters could talk. Lynn honey, I hope you trust them.It's one thing to be emotionally vulnerable and sexually stupid to you. I barely even know your little sister, and I don't even remember the name of the little punk who shot ropes of messy male "stuff" all over my darned white school girl blouse and jumper! He made a terrible mess! Lynn, honey... I'm.