Alex hoped he would look so good in twenty years."God", Sydney said, "you look like you've been doing yoga for a while" "Since I was thirteen. Nine ye...ars". Alex's heart fluttered. He had been single since he was 19, by choice. His yoga practice had turned much of his sexual desire inward, to a place of calm smoldering self passion. In essence, Alex had been dating himself - in spite of the offers of numerous men and women. But something about this Sydney - no! This was just another private yoga. "This is the best birthday present I can ever remember," I said. He smiled with relief."So its OK with you, Belinda?" he said quickly, searching my eyes for the truth. "I would love you to be my boyfriend," I said. "Oh fuck," he said. "No need for that language dear!" I said pointedly. "Sorry," he said apologetically, "Quite right! No excuses in front of a lady." "There is more," he said, "I want an affair with Belinda! There," he said, "That's everything out in the open." He slumped in his. Then proceeds to embarrass me till my face is as red as a strawberry. I noticed I have not told you what Alice looks like. When her puberty started she grew up to about 4’9′ with long brown hair that goes down to the middle of her back. She has a small tan over her usually pale skin. Her eyes though, to this day intrigue me the most. They are the mixture of a sapphire blue mixed with a blue-gray color surrounding the pupils. They mesmerize me and I could get lost staring into those eyes. Her. I had to get up and adjust the camera so I could get the close-up of my ass, so my position was different. I could hear the rapid buzzing of the vibrator rise and fall as it slipped in and out. My hole was shiny wet. I was mildly shocked listening to my voice, the things I was saying. It was louder now, and between moans and gasps I said things like, "Omygod, yes!" And, "Fuuuck that's good." I couldn't remember doing that. It was real, though, I hadn't been faking. Then I said, "I need.