"Not in the least," I said, knowing this was what I'd really wanted for a long time but couldn't allow myself to accept it. "It's all I've thought abo...ut ever since I first saw you naked, reaching for the sun like that. I fantasized about how you would feel next to me. When we were masturbating together, I climaxed to the thought of your tongue on my clit." Was it as good as you thought it might be," she asked. "Much better." I said. "Impossibly better. I have never, ever experienced an orgasm. More hands join in, as the car starts to accelerate, and Im confused. I have no idea who these people are or what they want, but I now suspect there are at least three of them. I start to shake, my arms are roughly extended over my head and secured with rope. For whatever reason, at least one of my captors notices and places a reassuring hand on the small of my back, slowly rubbing up and down. The gesture is comforting in an odd way. The solace is fleeting, however, when I feel rough hands. Robots agree, down to virtually the very last unit, with that contention.Legend says that this question was first posed by Bill. That it came up in one of his seemingly endless discussions with Anna that they both enjoy so much. It has to be noted that neither Bill, nor Anna, has ever confirmed this version of events.It is also to be noted that even if it happened exactly as described, that Bill would have had to have been unaware that he was connected, through Lady Heather's House, to Edward. So strong it overrode her natural instinct to gag, as Jay's seeking hips 'tap-tapped' against her throat.. The musty perfume of Jay's crotch had all but faded to Tammy. Its role of clarion call fulfilled, the scent stood aside in Tammy's senses. Smell gave way to touch. Tammy sucked on the length of Jay's pipe, drinking in quickly the paltry coating that had first emerged. She had tasted from the fountain. Now, she wanted a pull from the well. Jay's arms had become so rigid with tension, they.