Me: I’m not going to cum like that.Shreya: Then?Without replying, I pushed her onto the bed and then pulled her from her legs towards me. She was fa...cing upside, and her legs were around me. My dick on her pussy while I was standing on the edge of the bed. Without delaying it any further, I just pushed my dick inside her pussy.It went all in as she was dripping wet. She gasped. I was in no mood to have romantic and slow sex that night. So I just started to drill her choot (pussy). She started to. "Lesbians are not weird. Just like gay men are not weird. It's love."Love.What did Gibby Gibson know about love? I myself had absolutely no clue about the crazy little thing called love. It's true!"Are you saying that Carly's a-" I'm not saying... I'm telling you. I heard them yesterday, in Carly's shower. Sam must be good in bed if Carly-" Lalalallalalala dadalalalallalalal dalallalalalala laa!" I sing, extra loudly, whilst quickly blocking my ears."Homophobe," mutters Gibby.So later on... I. I feel Powerful. Come hither… This little kitten wants to play… Growling playfully, Ipounce. I throw you to the bed and pin you under my weight. You weigh morethan I do, but…when I want you helpless under me, you definitely are.(I want you helpless and mine…and you will be). Pinning you to the bed,I lick at your lips and look down, staring into your eyes. At first, yourgaze meets mine, equally strong and powerful. You're feeling Dominant. Yummm.It's more fun when you put up a fight. I can. She loved John, loved making love to John, loved having him in her. It was everything she’d ever dreamed of and she was perfectly content, but it was her suggestion and she’d done nothing about it. Now she only had a couple of weeks, and she knew he’d be busy during that time. Her experience was entirely limited to her experiences with John. She had absolutely nothing to draw on, no experiences, no other partners, nothing. She wondered what to do, where to find ideas. She knew John’s.