Then the forth so as to slowly expand her cunt to take my hand. When she was as ready as I could get her I took my thumb and put across my palm and wr...apped my other fingers around it. I noticed that she was watching me now and I showed her my hand position but said nothing. “Um, oh, um Ellen you see….”she stammered then continued “I have never been fisted before.” she finally confessed. “Well, you are about to be now.” I thought but again I said nothing. I lowered my head and began to lick her. She then took off her shorts, and I saw her full curly bush again, much like Beth's. Ohhh, this made me so hot. She ran her fingers through it while pinching a nipple. I wanted to do that with Beth, but I knew I never would. She slipped a finger into her pussy and then rubbed her clit. Around and around, she rubbed, then back into her pussy.She then moved her hand off and reached for a vibrator. She turned it on and rubbed it close to her clit. Her head went back, and she gasped. She placed it. He wasn't much help; the only possible cure that he could suggest was to have my clitoris amputated. Not a cat in hell's chance of my mother or me letting that happen.After experimentation I discovered that the PGAD orgasms are brought on by vibrations and contact with my genitals. Later on I discovered that being seen naked by men, and sometimes women, also brings on these involuntary orgasms.School was embarrassing and humiliating, but we won't go into that here (see the earlier parts of my. "The comment came out of the blue, on the tail end of a shared laugh about the waitress' upside-down nametag.It stopped Will's heart for a moment, like that sliver of silence that came before an explosion.She'd dropped a bomb, all right -- complimenting Will, alluding to the connection he'd made with her, and bringing up her husband all at once. It was the kind of comment designed to suss a man out, at once disclaimer and enticement. A siren's song sung to separate salacious from sedentary. Go.