We have a couple of toys, and she really loves the rabbit vibrator that we have. I take my time with it, rubbing her clit for a while, then slowly ad...ding some slippery lube and working it slowly all the way into her cunt, landing the rabbit ears on her clit. She likes it when I hold it all the way in for a minute, then with one slow motion, I pull almost all the way out, then push all the way back in, and hold it there for another minute. It drives her into orgasm heaven.One night, I came. Ethan looked at himself in the sideview mirror and he smiled. He waspetite, standing at five foot two, and slender, maybe one hundred poundssoaking wet. He had long auburn hair that flowed down his backunrestrained and green eyes set in a heart shaped, delicate face. He worea red and white flannel top that was tied up under his chest showing offhis taunt stomach, a pair of cut off denim shorts that barely covered hisasscheeks, and a pair of pink cowboy boots on his feet.Why was he dressed in. He was quite the cheeky fella and left me his number later in case I wanted to see his "wine collection ". I went to his place a few days later and he did have a good collection. We drank a lot of wine and tasted a lot of different kinds. I hoped he would let me have him BADLY then. I tried to touch his pleated pants with the excuse of looking at his belt. He felt my hair and asked me what product I used. In spite of my best efforts he did not let me go further that day. He kept going back to. “And yes, he’s gorgeous and I get dripping wet every time I remember how that huge cock of his felt in my hand!” “And in your mouth.” I smiled, knowing she would never have admitted that without the wine’s influence. “Well, I have to give you an ‘A’ for honesty. And I understand, trust me. You know I’ve always found Marci very sexually attractive, just extremely compelling somehow, but yeah, if I didn’t genuinely enjoy the woman I don’t think I’d be very interested. I mean, you know, if she was.