And it was then that I started whispering how much I loved him. Over and over again, like an incantation I said it. With every thrust of his penis, wi...h every kiss under my arms, with every squeeze of my bottom, I came out with it involuntarily. "I love you, Carlo", and then again as his penis reached the very top again, "....Oh God, I love you Carlo". I expected him to reply, telling me how much he loved me. Nothing came. But that is what I wanted: a word, just a word from him to reassure. I took a deep breath and relaxed my muscles. As I unclenched I slid the yellow antennae deeper inside. I felt a feeling of fullness, the attachment now all the way inside me. I pulled the toy half way out and slid it back in, a soft pleasing sensation that made me tingle. I felt a bit of dry friction as it moved inside me, my juices not having fully lubricated it yet. I rolled it around allowing my wetness to cover it to make for easier sliding. I pushed the full length of the attachment. " Atthat she tried to stifle a guilty look."Don't feel bad, ma'am." Carley stepped to the old woman's side and put herarm around her shoulders. "I figured out that that will gradually fade andthat I will eventually become a fully heterosexual female. The "trainingwheels" you know; that had to be the default setting. I'm just glad thechange will be gradual, and I'm sure my wife and I will at least end up asbest girlfriends.The old woman looked at Carley with approval and just a hint of thanks.. Seriously Scott has a tongue like a cat, it felt raspy against my clit and yet so long when he drove it into my dripping mound. He munched on my pubes (freshly shaved for the night) and pussy, and was literally EATING me like the lover I thought he would be. Scott kicked off his shorts as I was otherwise occupied, convulsing with an oncoming orgasm, my legs d****d over his shoulders and hands on his head and him basically mouth locked onto my vagina as I shuddered. This could be the best sex.