I took the hint, and undid my jeans entirely and slid them off. Stephanie threw back the covers, sat on the bed, and swung her legs up, then slid over...to the other side, lying on her right side to face me, and leaning up on her right elbow. She looked at my hard cock, pushing out inside my underpants and, with a smile, said, “You may be nervous, but you haven’t got stage fright,” then she patted the bed next to herself. I got in beside her, and she lay there, making me come to her. I moved. A woman could have the body of a super-model, but if she smoked, the doctor wouldn't even consider a relationship.David took a stick, sat down, and started carving. After a few minutes, professor Abbott went back inside his tent. David expanded his senses into the tent, waiting until the professor was starting to drift off. David then shifted his body into the form of Amber Cole, with one difference between the legs. David was now an athletic blonde. His hair was tied up in the tight bun that. However, tonight was different. I had a hard time feeling the inside walls of her pussy; something was different, her pussy had changed.We had our usual after sex talk, where I asked her if she'd enjoyed it and her stroking my ego saying if I couldn't tell by now, I'd better give up. I did casually mention, that I'd have to ease up on the lube because it felt a little sloppy. She just sloughed it off, saying I was just imagining it, and that she was getting older and wasn't as tight as a 16. I even tried going out with a football player. He was a large man of six three and two hundred fifty pounds. His cock was small, but he didn't satisfy me. He was into missionary and when he came he roll over and left me empty inside. I was at this point so annoyed with men I was thinking of going lesbian. I was at work one night and was getting done with the work at hand when I felt nothing but a contempt for life. Here I was dressed in my nice suit and looking good, and yet I felt no one on.