" Tell me about it," Peggy chided.Desiree sighed. She didn't bring this memory out very often. It scared her, embarrassed her, and made her question h...er very sexuality. It also turned her on something fierce when she did allow the images to come forth, something else that made her question her sexuality. But after hearing Peggy's story, after being so incredibly aroused by it (her nipples were still hard, her panties still wet, and she could feel her clit rubbing pleasurably against the cotton). .'Langsam ruckelnd zog ich den Mittelfinger raus. Das Loch blieb etwas offen! Nur leicht runzlig und haarig, aber feucht. Lecker, lecker!Entschlossen setzt ich den Daumen an und drehte mich rein. Tief rein, bis richtig zum Anschlag. Sie stöhnte etwas.'Geht's?''Ja, aber langsam. Ich muß mich entspannen. Fühlt sich irre an. Hmmmmm..' Über den Spiegel zwinkerte sich mich an. Ich grinste zurück.Vorsichtig bewegte ich den Daumen etwas rein und raus, es war sehr warm und eng. Aber super. Mein. Mom encouraged me to continue with my exercises because now more than ever I wanted to look good. Firm body. Lovely and pretty figure. All my curves were in the right places for men to look at me and desire me. I kept going, through this all, to the gym. But I was really a zombie. Until I noticed Ellen. Ellen had been, and is, the aerobics instructor at the gym. Her energy was always high. Her body also showed how much exercise she did. She had good looking muscles all over her body. Firm. We continued our practice and the following day was the last day before the fest. It was both magical and foolish that me and my friend both remembered the conversation we’ve had a couple of days ago. He said, “The room is empty, we could actually try it now.”“Wait, let me close the doors”, I replied as I really walked towards the door. I was half-expecting him to ask me to come to my senses in a friendly way and my other half wanted him to figure out a way to get into my pants.I walked towards.