I enter Larisa and within minutes she is close to orgasming. The combination of my dick filling her up and the proximity of her naked friend are worki...ng overtime on her sexual desires. When she orgasms she lets out a primal scream, that will again echo throughout the neighborhood. Unexpectedly she crawls away as I am still trying to fuck her and cuddles up to Christine. "Well since you've already been using my vibrator, you might as well use my husband too, but don't kiss him," Larisa weirdly. Plus, I could never do some of the wonderful emotional sharing I do with girls with my guy friends. (Which is too bad - telling a friend you love her is one of the nicest things you can do!) But more important is just the attitude girls have. They don't freak out sharing the same straw and there is nothing wrong with borrowing each other's clothes. Basically, girls are more confident.Beyond Machismo Also, since girls share emotionally, I feel like they have a better way of social interaction.. Logan wanted to tear her loose and dive in headfirst. He wanted...He stood abruptly and jabbed a finger at her. "Enough! I do not fuck prisoners of war, and I'm not going to give you the chance to cut my throat, so just fucking stop it."A long moment passed in silence. Slowly, without ever breaking eye contact, she closed her legs. Logan sat back down once the hammering of his heart eased off a bit, and his blood pressure dropped out of heart attack range. Her naked leg lay against his dirty. Never knowing, nor caring, that they were being watched, the man slammed the woman up against a wall, eliciting a strangled cry of pain that he muffled with a bruising kiss. The woman delighted in the punishment of the kiss, the man’s tongue delving so deep that she could not breathe. She nipped back at him, biting his demanding tongue so that she could catch a deep breath through it’s retreat, and pushed herself off the wall, only to crash against it’s counterpart three feet away. A painting,.