”“I’ve been there too, you have to do what’s right for you.”It was what I wanted to hear, but I didn’t want to sound condescending about i.... Then, our eyes met.“He also demanded that I stopped seeing you. He said it was time for me to grow up and end my… how did he put it… ‘lesbian experimentation phase’.”A smile broke across my face. “You don’t strike me as the quintessential lesbian.” She gasped.“Me? At least I’m not fucking your father.” For a split second, I was worried until she burst. All that was important, but the next thing was critical. She supplied what I had never offered: a theme. It was sort of Versailles meets Night Gallery. Suddenly, everyone knew what he had to do. Justin disappeared into his work area, with every appearance of an all-nighter coming. Peter went to their image files and started pulling out samples. Once he had a dozen or so, he started a browser and was searching images of frames. He no longer noticed that anyone else was in the room. Soon Sheila. Aahhh ahhamm. Now I kept it at entrance and pushed it a bit in. Its paining her a lot and little for me too. And now I thrust forcefully and she screamed. I feared someone may near and stopped like that for 2mns and now started humping in and out and after 5mns I asked her to change to doggy style and she kept her hands on wall and bent showing her bubbly ass to me and I kept my dick from back and fucked her. With slow strokes gradually I increased my speed and suddenly my dick in her hole. While on my king sized bed, you look up at me with astonishment as I am riding you missionary style and as I sense an orgasm building within you, I join you in your efforts with greater thrusts. As you tense and begin convulsing, you issue forth a stream of vaginal fliud that soaks my crotch at the same time as I shoot off a load of sperm into you. Our bodies are immobile for almost a full minute and as our mutual orgasm subsides, we collapse into a satisfied, sweaty heap on the bed..