..'I know there's no way I can get rid of that word from my vocabulary!' Ihad thought at the time."Yeah... Play with me?" she asked."Huh?" You were a ...oy growing up, right?"I nodded."So you have no idea how to play with dolls...? Right...?" What's with you and dolls?" I asked, "I thought girls grew out of them?" Doesn't mean we wanted to... I know of several of my friends that playedwith them still even when they were grown up... I had a collection ofthem hidden in my apartment even..." Huh...". "You always said I recover quickly."She shifted her weight, opening her legs. He knelt between them. She lifted herself up enough to watch as he pressed the blunt head of his cock down through the suddenly hyper-sensitive folds of her sex. She closed her eyes momentarily when she felt it press into the right spot. Then she opened them to watch his face. His face was always so expressive when he entered her.He pushed, and she could feel the blunt head slip into her. Danny's face was rigid with. I blushed. ”I know you heard me,” She said.She moved a bit closer to me. Then even closer, and then she was right next to me and she leaned on to my shoulder. ”Now we know how we feel about each other” She whispered in my ear. I got hard. She noticed my bulge ”and now what is this lump here” she giggled. She reached her hand towards my dick, touched it through my pants. ” Let's take care of this problem,” She said slyly.She took my pants off and looked at my dick. ”Oh it’s so big John” She. I haven't ever done deep throat, but if you want to try to get it in there, that's okay, too. I just hope it's good enough..."I blinked. "Watch TV?" You'll last longer." Uh ... huh..." I tilted her face up so we were eyeball to eyeball. "What's going on?" I always wanted to just do for a man. Pretend I'm your slave. Use me. You've been so good to me -- let me give something back."Like she hadn't already! A dark thought intruded. "Beatrice, if this is about..."She held up a hand. "I know what.