Just maybe ... this was an opportunity to do it right.All I needed to do was decide what would make it right.Fuck!I was a forty-two-year-old woman tra...ped in my seventeen-year-old body. My head knew all kinds of things jumbled together in a mad chaos of experience and inexperience. I’d spent twenty-five years saying, ‘If I had it to do over again... ‘ And now here I was. The problem was that my seventeen-year-old self was still subject to seventeen-year-old hormones, conditioned responses, and. I kept pumping it in and out at the same pace, each time going a little deeper until my pelvis bumped his ass. At that point Ben realized that it must be my cock inside him and said, in between moans, “The change from your fingers to your cock was so smooth that I didn’t even realize it till your balls bumped mine. Please keep fucking me, it feels so damn good. Now I understand why you are such a slut!” I replied, “If you want to be a slut like me then you will have to learn to suck cock too,. I want to see you with my entire cock in your mouth."My eyebrows went up a little bit and then I let his dick out. "You want me to deep throat you?" Yes." Tell me you love me, dickhead," I ordered him, rubbing his slick rod."I love you, Nadine," he whined, kicking the end of the bed.I rose up and pulled him to me. "Kiss me and make me believe that you love me, Ted," I told him, stroking his rod.His hands came over onto my upper back, our lips came together and we began making out. I kept my. She started fixing her hair, wearing make-up again and humming a lot. She smiled a lot now because she had a lot of reasons too. ‘Sam may not want me anymore,’ Sandra thought while soaking in a hot bubble bath, smiling, ‘But others did!’ Last week at the movies had been nothing short of wonderful. Damien had done things to her, that while sore the next day, they were terrific that night. ‘Like that butt thing?’ She thought to herself with a laugh. But, God, it was great. She started tingling.