He was very slow to warm up intimately. At first, I thought he was friend-zoning me. But soon it became clear there was another problem. No, he wasn�...�t gay. It was very hard for him, I could tell, but I had to get to the bottom of it. “Look, I like you. I really do but…,” he said and stopped. “But what?” I asked. I wanted to tell him whatever it was it was OK; we would deal with it. “But, I…” He turned away from me; I was so frustrated. How bad could it be? Was he sick? Finally, he got up. “I. . FUCK! ... You’re big” she said in a slightly pained voice as the familiar stretching sensation hit her. As he plunged in deep he was hitting all of her inside spots, filling her up with his cock, the knowledge that it was Jax that was fucking her just increased her pleasure.Lowering his hand, he drove it between Bree’s legs and pushed a digit deep into her dripping twat and rapidly moved the finger in and out. As soon as he thought she was able to take it, he added a second finger to the mix.. We wanted each other. There was a sexual bolt of chemistry pulling our bodies closer together. I felt something poking into me and I glanced down and saw to my amazement it was the man’s penis; it was fully erect. I glanced back up at him. “Who are you?” I asked. The man looked back at me in confusion. I guessed that he didn’t understand English. He started nuzzling my face and neck like an animal. I grabbed hold of his face in my hands and kissed him full on the lips and he responded. Okay, so I was beginning to get his point. "Yes, that's much better. Do you want to make love to me,Linda, and do you want me to make love to you?" Silence. "Linda?" Finally, almost inaudibly, "yes." "Say the words. Words, you know, are a kind of action. Avery powerful kind of action." "I want to make love to you and I want you to make love tome." "Don't stop stroking it. I want to taste you, Linda. Useyour left hand, put two fingers inside of you, and put them.