I eased closer and with no preamble I pressed my member firmly at her womb lips.They parted as easily as the stage curtains at the Alhambra and I was ...in. Fully sheathed in her heaven at a moments notice.“Please forgive me,” I asked pointlessly.“Only if I get a champion rogering,” she replied.“May I kiss you?” I asked.“I would rather you ripped my bodice open and fondled my teats," she replied.“Next time I will strip you naked before we start,” I promised.I began to pleasure her with long slow. Here and there the stones split and a cute little flower popped out in various shades of white and yellow. They fingered the imitation rocks, marveling at their symmetry and wondering how they could survive at all in the inhospital South African desert. Next to the living stones were a bewildering array of cactus and succulents, a fantastic arrangement of shapes, structures, and spines. They read the labels with amusement…Burro’s Tail, Desert Rose, Elephant Bush, Old Man Cactus, Horse. I have as much stock in the pleasure claims of condom packages as I have faith that when I go to a motel and see that thin strip of paper across the lid of the toilet that says, “Sanitized for your protection”, that it is actually anywhere near clean.Then I get to the next unique thing about the Trojan Fire & Ice. There are only ten in a box. Ten? I mean I know it’s 2010 and the economy is in the toilet, but can I really believe that Trojans are reducing their pack size the same way as. I showed up to Kaley's around 8 and noticed her driveway was empty. I thought maybe I was early. I rang the door bell and Kaley greeted me inside. She explained that her friend Stacy was sick, another friend Emma had got called into work at the hospital and her sister had to cancel. So it was just going to be the 2 of us. "More wine for us!" she joked. We sat down on her couch and had some Bachelor TV show playing quietly. Kaley poured us a glass of wine each and we chatted about this.