Was I your first lover?"Was she? I'd lain with the prince before, my husband, but that was so long ago, and while he'd always finished the task, he'd ...lways left me feeling confused and dissatisfied. I knew lovemaking was meant to be more than that. Until this moment, I didn't know why."This was my first time." Oh! Well ... you did very well my dear."And she was an exquisite teacher. Perhaps she hadn't known that she was teaching me, but I'd learned. I'd learned where to put my mouth, of those. Amy had a bright idea in an instant, and she ran to the bedroom and cam back with a wire coat-hanger, she undid the neck twists and opened it up, and together we threaded it through the courgette, giving it a bone of its own, so as not to break up once it was inside us.We both had removed our underwear, and had used '****seed', oil, to lubricate our vaginas, so I don't really recall if I was 'wetting' , self-lubricating, or peeing myself when Amy crouched down in front of me and helped to ease. And I had fucked it up. Royally.The next day I woke up after finally sleeping, although restlessly. No missed calls. I picked up the phone to see if there was a dial tone. There was. I couldn't eat. Time to take some pills. Benzos, narcotics, weed, sometimes coke, it all helped to deal with the emotional turmoil I was in. I just needed Him to make it all better. I would rather feel His wrath than the emotional pain I was in. Time became a blur. I created other user names to go online to see if. Mom, I slept with Karen last night," he blurted out.Ali just looked at him calmly. "Was it good? For both of you?"Brian looked at Ali strangely. "What do you mean, 'for both of you?' I don't understand." Brian, boys and girls are different. Men can get off a lot faster than women can. On the other hand, women can cum far more often than men can. That's why a male prostitute is essentially a contradiction in terms. A woman can take far more men than a man can have women. Do you understand?" She.