I didn’t know what she meant but I could see a naughty look in her eye, I could make out clearly the shape of her breasts through her PJ top and her... nipples stuck out really hard.I turned our conversation round to sex and she told me she hadn’t been fucked for 6 months, since her last boyfriend, so I said the vibrator comes in handy and she said that if the cup of tea wasn’t beside her when she woke it would have got use this morning she said she was dead horny after that dream. That was it I. “Oh my God. Diane have you ever seen a nicer cock than this?” she said as she tried to wrap her hand around the base of my hard shaft. She squeezed it the best she could as more pre-cum oozed out.“OH, HUN. OH TOM!!!!” she now screamed out and suddenly lunged forward, mouth wide open and closed her lips around my cock head. I felt her swirl her tongue all around me cleaning up the cum that was there and swallowing it.I couldn’t help myself as I moaned out in ecstasy. She started to stroke my. She considered her collection of toys, smiling at the achievement of sexual freedom after so many years of shyness, blushing and running from her sexual needs.Although she had always been shy and quiet, she wasn't always the good girl people expected. Her straight, mouse-brown hair, coke-bottle glasses (now much thinner, thanks to polycarbonate lenses!), and modest clothing gave the impression of a polite, utterly restrained young woman and her demeanor around strangers and co-workers certainly. " She didn't spend much time on her hair after all. It wasn't really theissue anyway. Delaying those subtle moments that made Kimberly,Kimberly, felt necessary. It felt like control, like she was able toput a barrier between what was left of Tim and the encroaching lifetrying to swallow her. Even if the barrier was eventually breached asit was about to be, it made her feel as though she has some controlover when and where Kim could step in. This effort was futile, only Kim couldn't have.