He told me that he'd be happy to help me with my curiosity anytime, that I could trust him, and that no matter what we'd be friends afterwards. I was ...onestly just happy to have a friend like him, a sort of ride or die kinda guy. I didn't want to complicate things by asking him to help me find out who I was, and what I liked. But curiosity was getting the better of me, not to mention the dry spell I had been having. But by the time we had finally gotten home, I was so tired to even think about. In Spanish, she says ‘You are only the second man who has brought me to orgasm.’ I smile. ‘I am that good, huh?’ Marissa laughs. Her smile fades, she looks into my eyes, and brushes the hair from my face. ‘You are only the second guy that I really like.’ While Jen reads, I think about Marissa’s beautiful petite, brown back. One thought leads to another. Brother and Sister Bear make up by the end of the story that Jen reads. All four Berenstein bears are happy. Marissa sees her parents,. "I want to see that big cock in your hot little mouth while I bring myself off." Okay, she said docilely and immediately took half my length into her throat, surprising the hell out of me. Just as quickly she released me to run the tip of her tongue over my swollen, purple head. She raised her head up, started to make a face, then grinned instead."He's got the sweetest cock, mother. It's not like I thought it would be. I like it, I like it a lot." Let Mommy have a little taste, darling", said. So, she replied asap to the email. And the conversation started. They kept talking over email for about a week and Ashley found out more stuff about Susan, she wasn`t really that experienced, just a few sessions over the years, but enjoyed being controlled and the loss of power that the lifestyle provided, since Susan was a head accountant for a large company.Ashley also found out that she mostly wore skirts and blouses, with pantyhose and 3-4 inch high heels, including outside of work, that.