“I have one more…what’s the word?....piece of equipment for you” Mel said and showed me what looked like a ceramic egg. “It’s a vibrating ...gg, honey, it’s nice, I think you’ll like it.” She said and led me to a chair so I sat down “Ellen, sometimes you tickle me” said laughing. “Stand up turn around and put one foot on the chair and the other foot off to one side, I need to put this in your cunt, deep in your cunt”. She said showing me a dildo. I did as she instructed and I felt the egg on my. Even looking at photos could make me uneasy, if the girl was looking at the camera in a certain way, like if a guy was actually there with Her She’d be saying come and fuck me. Over-exposure and that intimidating look in Her eye meant I couldn’t look at that photo. Any suggestion that I might be expected to do what normal men do was too scary for this pathetic wanker. So on the question of nudity and people having sex. Many wankers love to see one or both of those, and I never did. But then one. At the end I came inside Meenu’s pussy as she ‘wanted to make up for what she had missed’.A few days later, Meenu confided in me that she was lesbian (at least, used to be) and used to have sex with her best friend Diya (and I was the first boy she had sex with). She used to go to Diya’s house after tuition and it became a routine process to have sex. They were in love and both of them wanted each other in their life. I met Diya at her house soon after, as my younger cousin Meenu wanted to set. His mouth and throat welcomed my fucking. As I ejaculated, shooting thick spurts into his mouth, he swallowed and choked a bit on the thickness or volume. He didn’t stop though and kept on worshipping my cock and load until my cock withered in his mouth.I pulled him up off his knees and started kissing him with immense gratitude and spent passion. I couldn’t believe how much I needed this. I was immensely grateful. We kissed for several passionate moments and then just hugged one another until.