But the fact that you're still active says something about what I think of you. I won't say any more than that." And then I thought of something more ...to say (which happens so often you'd think I'd learn not to say the previous sentence). Some of my minds had been thinking about how nice Carina's parents were, and one of them had an idea, so I added, "Your mother suggested dinner at your place. I have nothing against people cooking me nice dinners, and your parents seem very nice, so maybe we. Anyway, I had my boner in a tight warm spot, which was lubricating by the stroke, and I had to concentrate on my stroke-play. So I gave her expression no further thought.I continued with long strokes, at an angle hitting the G-spot, and got some reaction from her, but not much.This was puzzling: She came on to me like a bitch in heat, she was small, I was slightly above average in size and had 30 odd summers worth of experience. All of this combined should have had her screaming and bucking. "As we began to move Banzai he groaned in pain; we got him into the bed and I asked, "Tatiana, don't you think he needs something for pain?"Banzai glared at me and argued, "Tatiana don't listen to him, I don't want anything for pain."Tatiana smiled at me and explained, "I offered Ben something for pain but he is concerned he will become addicted so he refuses to take anything."That sounded exactly like the Banzai I knew so I didn't press the issue. I was pissed when Banzai requested, "Tatiana,. NO that's not right, I head of this and mom said only gay men do this. I assure her I am not gay but I have done this for few other girls. She figures I lied that I had not see or touched a boob. Found I had more sex than she had. She was horny teen and an older man at church fucked her at church. He was married and had k**s. He knocked her up in a sunday school room about the 6th time he did her. He told her he did not cum in her, the juice was her. He had pumped her full of cum and she had no.