"It was with a woman, Deana," she said in almost a whisper.Deana felt the flush in her cheeks and Elaine's hand softly kneading her thigh just above h...er knee. My God, she thought, Elaine is a lesbian, and that's why Ruth didn't want me to go! She suspected . . . or knew from experience. Ruth's remark, "You need the experience," made sense to her now.Elaine was sitting very close and her hand had moved under Deana's skirt. "Do you want me to tell you about it?" I, I . . " Deana stammered."She. We first went doggy style. I made her kneel on the bed and put her ass up. I sticked it in the pussy and gave some deep thrusts. I smoothly put it in and out, in and out. She was saying “mmm ahhh mmmfff” I loved her orgasm.Then I picked up the pace and started penetrating her pussy faster. I gave rapid strokes. I starting banging her damn fast. “Phut phut phut phut phut phut” noise came as my thighs slapped her big fat ass. Her ass was shaking and revolving like two fat cakes. I spanked her ass. We sat together in my room and were listening to the 90’s Bollywood romantic hits. We were sitting close to each other and started getting carried away with the songs. I slowly put my arms around her and held her close to me.I started rubbing my cheeks on her cheeks and started kissing her ears. This made us both feel the heat. I took a chance ,held face her in my palms and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes and I was sucking her lips as I had seen the love making process in porn CDs. I was. Then he was working at home in the evenings. His weekends became consumed by work as well.Dexter’s father had occasionally worked a little overtime. He called it earning vacation money. It wasn’t until much later that Dexter learned that his father’s overtime was exactly that – money for vacations. His father would work an occasional evening or Saturday. The money earned, at time and a half, went into a vacation account.As a salaried person, Dexter couldn’t earn ‘a little extra money’ by.