"No, no," she whispered "I don't want to stop, I was just remembering how long it took me to build up the nerve to do this...I never thought you would....." She trailed off uncertainly. I looked at her in surprise. "What? I can't believe that." I kissed her firmly, then rolled us both over, pushing her into the softness of the pillows as I slowly stroked her breasts through her shirt, kissing her neck all the while. She pushed against my hands and murmured "please, please" over and over again. I. “I am not lonely now” I said out loud and laughed. The card said they were open until 10pm. It was a week later and I found myself thinking about it. No romance involved. No problems with nasty breakups. Just straight out sex. I began to realise what attracted Amy. She could get sex when SHE wanted it without any awkward problems with Stan. Anonymous sex without repercussions. For me, it was sex without the dating and having to wait until some guy decided to fuck me. If I suggested it first I. " Or, "Michelle darling, didn't anyone teach you to take care of yourself?" Annie acted as if the bet had never existed- she simply treated Michelle as if she was doing this by choice, as if she were her own personal slave who she teased for pleasure.At first, Annie would pleasure Michelle at each inspection, rubbing her clit and fingering her to the brink of orgasm and telling her "You're lucky that I touch you with your shit this hairy. If you weren't so fucking sexy I wouldn't lay a finger. Her breasts were really the thing that Ryan liked about her. Ryan loved to make her pussy cream. Lucky for Ryan, Zoey loved to have sex too. She’s the only girl he ever dated, who has a strong appetite for sex like he does.She washed Ryan’s body and soaped up his dick. Ryan didn’t have much more time to fool around with his girlfriend. She washed his body and they got out of the shower together.“Don’t forget to put on the panties again. I’ll taste them later when you’re getting fucked. I can’t.