Was I supposed to flirt back? No. I have a boyfriend. I’m straight for fucks sake. I mean, I agree with Carl, everyone’s a little bi. But I’m no...t flirt-with-random-waitress-girl bi.I hear the bell attached to the door jingle and look up. It’s Maria and some older woman. Maria is her usual self. She’s only a little over five feet tall. She’s petite and relatively flat chested. But she’s punky with a pixie haircut, pink hair, short jean shorts, a blue tank top, and red suspenders. She’s. I reveled in the images and feeling of your tongue dancing across them, taunting, nipping and alerting my clit to attention. I could feel my sex start to swell and moisture leak from its opening.Now on my back I reached for the dildo and inserted the bullet, switching it on and feeling my pussy reacting already to its hum. I first touched her with my own lubed fingers, and basked in the memory of your touch. Your mouth wrapped around one nipple as your fingers gently explore and tease my clit. .. it isn't just a sexual thing. I really love her. But she found out about the incest and broke up with me. I've never been dumped by anyone before, and it really hurts. I'm sorry."She replied, "Oh, that's unfortunate. I'm sorry too. She doesn't know what she's missing. I think you're a great guy and not just a great lover. But you can't feel that bad, can you? She's not even your official girlfriend. Who's that? The girl next door, Amy, right? You have so many loves, I'm sure they'll soon. I obeyed him, walking the length of the room as if I was on a catwalk. “You are sexy and gorgeous, come here” he said. As I got in front of him he continued. “Take my cock in your hand, do you like it?” I just nodded a “Yes”. “Now, get on your knees and kiss it.” I did it. He motioned to my hubby to get closer. “Take your hubby’s cockie in the other hand”. Now I realized how different they were. My hubby’s was small and flaccid. The Adonis cock was massive, hard and ALIVE. I knew who the real.