I played with myself thinking about all of it. I was looking forward to trying them all out. Over the next few days after the blow job incident, ever...y time we were out of earshot of other people, he would make subtle remarks and hints about how much fun he had. I let him know that fun was had on both sides. I knew he was trying to figure out when I was going to fellate him again without actually asking. He was hoping that the constant reminders of the fun we had would spur me on to do it again. Over the next hour or so we exchanged stories about what we did now and what we have done since we last worked together. She had started college after a year out and I was in my 3rd year. The convo stops abruptly "Hey I've got to go, Ill be talking to you soon ;)". Sure, see ya soon ...Later that night I get a text message "hey, hope you dont mind i got your contact number off the site ! ;)". Sweet ... A few txts later, things are getting very suggestive. We arrange to meet up for a few drinks. By far the most remarkable thing about her though was her pussy. She had a lovely dark brown beaver that was divided by a very open vagina. It would open as soon as she widened her legs exposing pink wet flesh inside which tasted divine. She also had quite a prominent clit which would erect from its long hood and she loved to rub it whether I was sucking or fucking her. She was not embarrassed in any way when it came to sex and would always tell me what she wanted. This led to my first anal sex. Joe had a daughter Susan by a previous marriage and as soon as she was eighteen she left home to live her own life with no interference from her father or stepmother Marie. There was no specific reason her wanting to leave home but although she wanted for nothing, within reason, she could not hack the sterile loveless environment which was that of in family home.Joe and Marie had a son Duane not long after their marriage and he was 6 years younger than Susan and although they got on OK together.