Eileen had always, for years, shouted through to George that “it’s only the milkman pet”. She did this today as usual. She told me that I was th... first person who knew anything about her “wham bam, thank you ma’am” sex life.Those were her exact words. George was busy watching “The Chase” on the TV and Eileen closed the lounge door so we were still in the hall and she took hold of my hand, squeezing it and said she was sorry for telling me her sad story. I reacted by squeezing her hands and. “Oohhaa,” Cindy groaned as her quivering suddenly increased and her hips rotated. Connie pumped her finger in and out a few times then lifted it to Cindy’s mouth. “Clean it off,” she said as she pressed the finger to Cindy’s lips. Those lips parted, the finger slipped in, and the tongue went to work. Her quivering was now visible, and her breathing was audibly ragged. “Do you notice a difference?” Connie asked. Cindy nodded slightly then her head went back and began rolling side to side as. I thought sex is a very vast subject, I can do some innovations and can find some techniques to make the sex more interesting and enjoyable. I have made research on artistic ways of doing sex. I have applied my some of the techniques in the story. The sex is art and sex without art is never fun. I am sure you all will enjoy the story. Its fact until you satisfy girls in the sex you too can never feel satisfaction. This story is about how my artistic sexual thinking led me to a sexual experience. A quick glance at his name tag told me his name was Mark. As I glanced at him I couldn't help but picture him naked. Does he have abs? How big is his cock? How would it feel to be pressed against him?Shaking off my dirty thoughts I responded. " Angie. I believe my reservation is for 9 pm?" Hello Angie! You'll be in room 411. Once you're there just go on in and follow the directions on the card. Have a wonderfully satisfying time!" Mark said smiling and handed me a key. "If you'd like a drink.