.kissing my neck...fondling my massive mounds and tugging at my nipples...I could feel the strain...I wanted to break free..but..the pleasure I felt......my 'woodcutter' then lifted my leg..and me..being the age I am...thought..'fuck..I need to balance too..' but my weight rested on the 'surprise' behind me..I had no knickers on..(convenient)..and I felt my woodcutter's rigid cock touch my pussy lips..playing and teasing the sopping lips..and I began to feel embarrassed as there was a stream of. Sheprobed my life, from early childhood recollections on. She tested me onword associations. She outlined hypothetical situations and I filled inthe details as I saw myself in them. No, she never answered my questionsdirectly. Instead, she answered a question with a question, leaving meconfused, empty, frustrated, and more than a little pissed off with thisone-way conversation. This is 'therapeutic'? No wonder the Scientologistsare on a rant about the practice!I revealed things about my past I. .. " was all she could manage with the gag in her mouth.Leon completely pulled away from Lynn as Jim stopped sucking on her clit and completely pulled his hands from within her pussy. All stimulation stopped and silence filled the room as the near peak of her building climax regretfully began to pull back. Disappointed, Lynn felt the gag removed from her mouth."Girl, I am not raping you!" breathed a deep rich voice an inch from her ear."I know," said Lynn still shaky from her last climax and. I hadn’t done anything with a man in my life and I hadn’t even imagined anything with a man, but I could tell he wanted to hug me and that he had pulled me up and wanted me to sit on his penis. He then started to move my hips with his two hands back and forth over his penis I didn’t know what to do or how to behave so I just hung my arms on the side while he kept me moving me back and forth. I remember “that” felt very hard in his jeans.- This is our secret Lisa, I like you so much.I could feel.