Sorry. Years ago, Tom and I must have bonded intimately, just like in the Avery Program, but exclusively. We’ve always loved each other ... since we... first met but our ... what?--yeah, our psyches must have bonded and our bodies must have reacted to having the wrong person doing the stuff with us that bonded us together. I was just uncomfortable doing it with another guy ‘cause it just felt so wrong. Apparently when Tom feels something wrong so deeply, he panics or something--he’s learned that. Although both of us were living in the same apartment, initially we hardly got to see each other. I used to work in the night-shift while she was assigned a day-shift at the office. The result was that whenever either of us was leaving for the office, the other one would be fast asleep. Although both of us had common weekends, they were even more hectic than the workdays with all the laundry & catching up with friends & family etc. Both of us however used to get together for a game or two of. You turn your hand upwards, and find that oh-so-sensitive spot on the upper wall of my canal. You wiggle your fingers over it and it is not long until we both feel the familiar rush of warm fluid seep from my body. Only now, are you willing to enter me with your glorious cock. You position yourself between my legs, and your erect manhood, at the entrance to my silky wet folds. Gently, you press yourself forward, until you are in me all the way. Only then, do you begin to thrust, gently,. I locked her lips with mine and chewing my lips slowly and my strong 7” inch dick in her palm while we are standing. She’s trying to catch her breath from her first orgasm and slowly shaking my hand. “Susshh, I wanna show my utmost love to you darling! I’ll make you remember this day forever dear” I whispered in hers and I made her slowly walk towards bed, her reply made me shock which I never expected from a professional lady that “I wanna see up to what levels of pleasure you can take me!”.