It might not get you off, but I hope you find it interesting.The night had come to an end. I had drank my fill and was on my way home from the bar. ...y drinking buddy lived near-by and suggested a late-night toke before we called it a night, so I tagged along. As we laughed about idiots that we worked with, I pulled out a cigarette. As I sparked up my smoke, a slim girl in her late twenty's ran up to me. She had crazy written all over her. But all she wanted was a cigarette.Living in the. He slid in with no resistance at all.Linda gasped. She remembered the first time she had been fucked anally. It was painful and shocking. She had screamed at her lover who dutifully pulled the appendage out. But Yolanda didn't even flinch. She grabbed Kevin's arms and pulled him in strongly, burying his cock in her asshole. Kevin closed his eyes. He obviously enjoyed the sensation. Yolanda laughed again."You like that baby? You like mama's asshole?" Yolanda talked to her son."I love mama's big. “I think you’ve cracked it, girl,” he told her. “You think so?” “Definitely,” he told her. “Husbands are either susceptible to this kind of thing or they are not, Neil sounds like he is. It’s a case of finding the right buttons to press now. Find out which part of the fantasy turns him on the most and work on it. Feed it; play on it. Work on it.” “Will you help?” Claire asked him. “Of course,” he told her, “nothing would give me more pleasure than having Neil bring you to me for the whole. That's it. That's the whole story. No big deal, right? Well, I cantell you that in MY life, where I never had my mother explain how sheput her makeup on, and never offered to put just a little mascara on mebecause it would make my eyes pop, never had my mom put me in clotheslike capris and knit tops that were clearly girlish but still could havetechnically been worn by a boy, never had my mom put nail polish on mytoes, let alone my fingers, never had my mom pierce my ears, or tweezemy.