Fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.! FUCK!!!!! Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod" My body shuddered violently twice, and I came apart. Hard, pa...inful spasms wracked my whole body and thighs for several seconds,, maybe minutes, I don't know. She kept it in me the whole time, even when I dropped down onto my stomach, with slow, gentle strokes that kept the glow alive. Even when she wanted to pull it out, I wouldn't let her. I wanted to remember the feel of her buried deep inside me. It was. In fact we had just such a warm moment as I taught him what little I remember from my darkroom days. It is a sensual, not sexual thing. The closeness... I guess that's it. We are enjoying it together, I'm sure of it. I try to be careful not to encourage it excessively, but it is, in fact tempting. He has such pleasure when there is a chance to look down my blouse, for example. It is the rapture that makes me not object or pull back. I just enjoy him looking at my breasts and radiating pleasure. We were working day shift then and, Donny began inviting me over to his apartment after work for a beer. He liked porn and so did I so, we’d go over to his place and drink beer and watch porn. I wasn’t consciously thinking anything about the possibility of homosexuality when I was with Donny, but in retrospect, subconsciously I was falling in love with him.I can admit to myself now, after all that has happened, that I was a closet queen in denial for most of my life. For a while, when I was a. This feels right, and I don’t want it to stop. It moves in and out, in and out, in and out, in an unflinching rhythm. I feel it reach for my cervix, only to come up short every time. My vaginal walls close in around the dildo to hug it tight and refuse to let go. My lips part to allow this rubber entrance to my most sacred place. I stifle another moan as it reaches into me. I am not close to having an orgasm, but I am on my way if it keeps up like this. The machine gets slightly louder. The.