So why do I still want you so badly? The small talk is minimal, less than a minute passes before your lips are pressed hotly against mine. The kiss is... frenzied and intense. Your stubble scratches my sensitive skin, but I couldn’t care less. I just crave the intimacy. You back me up against the lounge wall and pepper my neck with kisses. Your hands tearing off my top and sucking and biting my nipples with wild abandon, just like you used to in the good old days. “Oh baby I’d forgotten how. He was a little less aggressive,a little more compliant. A gentler soul all round.A few days later his hips, wider as a result of the geometry operationbut previously somewhat sharp were now noticeably better padded. Hischeeks were fatter. Oh, but his breasts were so sore and so tender. Judyhad to go and buy some soft cotton training bras for him. She told himthat she felt like that when she was a girl just developing youngbreasts. If anything touched them it felt like an electric shock.. That's it. I'm going to make sure you get everything you need.”“Everything,” breathed Pam.My dick throbbed as the MILF bobbed her head, her daughter kissing down her cheek. Together, the differences in their maturity so obvious. Pam was just flowering into womanhood, her face so youthful and innocent. Ms. Hiragawa bloomed in the radiance of maturity, perfect and gorgeous. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue caressing my dick, agile, nimble.Pam's lips reached the shaft, kissing it. The skills Ididn't have a chance to learn were the subtle things; how a woman copeswith the everyday things like how to coax a man into agreeing tosomething, all those things a woman knows instinctively. Not majorthings but the way we managed to escape just now and get away to enjoyour house hunting." I suspect you learned more than you realise. The dancing lessonsallowed you to switch rolls when teaching the women's way of dancing.Life skills are acquired rather than learned in most cases.