Amy felt drawn to the beautiful blonde. Jessie unhurriedly placed her glass on the kitchen counter and then stepped closer to Amy who remained motionl...ss. Amy saw Jessie close in on her and watched as her lips grew nearer, then felt the soft moist touch of her lips. Jessie broke the soft kiss almost immediately and smiled at Amy. “That wasn’t so bad was it?”“No,” trembled Amy. She felt as though all the air had been sucked out of her the moment their lips connected. Amy placed her glass down as. What? I had to show my wife how to get off?Well... yeah. Odd as it sounded to me at the time, Lisa had never had an orgasm until about a year into our marriage. She had never masturbated in her life, had no idea what her clit was for and told me that she never touched herself "down there" because (her mother told her) it was dirty and "nice" girls didn't do it.You should have seen the trauma in her eyes the first time I licked her out! She couldn't believe a person would put their mouth on that. Actually Otto managed three pathetic spurts. ‘Oh God, look!’ he cried. ‘You’ve got me functioning again. Isn’t that wonderful to see?’ Angela was disappointed. She’d watched the exhibition and was left wondering when would he really fire. She thought a guy on round three or four of near continuous sex or perhaps an eighty-year-old guy still functioning could have left a bigger deposit than Otto had.Still, he was happy so she should be happy. Otto licked Angela’s chest clean and then kissed her. Nor am I going to admit rubbing my crotch against the corners of shelves when I thought I could get away with it. I did wonder, once or twice, if anyone else noticed the unique fragrance of peppermint and pussy that I seemed to be exuding, or the fact that the denim between my thighs was noticeably darker and perhaps a bit damp. To be honest, though, I wanted them to notice. I imagined that it was obvious, that people were looking askance at me, knowing that I’d shoved a peppermint stick into.