In college there had been some pretty raunchy conversations, which always made me a bit nervous since I had never gotten past what was called 'heavy p...etting' in those days. The conversations in the lunchroom were far more explicit than anything in college, but there was a completely different tone. Instead of boasting of their conquests, my girlfriends at the bank shared their intimate times with each other. I distinctly remember the conversation after Barbara's first anniversary."So where. She leaned down, opened the backpack and removed a blanket, which she spread out upon the ground. She commanded, lie down.I lay down, put my hands behind my head, my prick erect and waving in the air. Perfect she said and in a flash had my prick shoved inside of her. She was incredibly tight, I almost came just from the grip her pussy had on my prick But, having had already cum, I was able to stop the urge.I commented shouldn’t we use a condom. She replied no I have had a hysterectomy. She. Olivia pulled her t-shirt over her head and helped her Pop shed his clothes. She wanted them off quickly so there wasn't time to think. She closed her eyes and spread her legs, bracing herself like she was about to lose her virginity all over again. Hopefully this would not be as painful. Really, she had no idea what to expect, but from the way she would hear her mother screaming and moaning at night it seemed Pop knew what he was doing. Her mom was always a little perkier in the morning when. The look came out, then the order and now here I knelt, waiting for him and his displeasure.I could hear muffle sounds from the bedroom for a few minutes before the bathroom door open.“At least you can follow some orders.” I half opened my mouth to make some smart reply but snapped it shut; I was in enough trouble already. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into the shower. “Turn, hands behind your back.”I spun round and stood still as I felt the belt fastened round my waist and my hands.