I had discussed all of my deep dark secrest with him so he knew everything I was interested in and all that I had done sexually already. I must admit ...my sexual tastes are quite kinky and some might even say some are taboo. After many failed attempts to get together I had decided that it was to never happen.I had received a text from him stating that he was coming for the weekend and what and how far would I like to take this. I replied you know my desires and anyhow you will never show up cause. Cum cuisine! I laughed at loud and the revelation hit me-Why not try putting some of my own pussy juices in the food? I looked at the clock- 6:45pm. I still had about 20-25 minutes before he arrived home from work, grumpy and hungry. I turned off the pork chops and left them to the side before exiting the kitchen and into my bedroom. Opening the closet, I reached for the little black box in the very back and opened it, revealing my small, yet precious stash of sex toys. I picked the small egg. . unless somebody was fondling or licking it. People sipped punch, flirted, fondled, and generally did those things they'd wanted to do since their first high school dance, but had been told they couldn't."Nice pair," a man said, handing Devlin a glass of apple cider. He was only wearing a loincloth, and it moved suggestively when he walked."And they're natural," a woman standing next to him said. She was wearing a halter and a micro-miniskirt, and kept moving as a man behind her felt her. They were the first real boobs I have ever seen. I just wanted to caress them, hug and kiss them. She saw how big my eyes were, and me not breathing, she just smiled and grabbed both of my hands and put them on her beautiful breasts. I was frozen in time. Then she walked towards me while my hands are on her boobs. With me still lightly squeezing her yummy boobs, and twirling around her big nipples. God, I love her boobs, I want some like hers someday. Geena bent down to cup my face with her.