“Which one is she?” the woman asked.“I don’t honestly know,” John replied in confusion.“They are only allowed to talk while you are fuckin... them,” the woman explained, “I suggest you narrow it down to a couple and give each one a try.”“What?” John exclaimed.“These women come in complaining about being raped and abused, we sympathise and seek to rehabilitate the relationship. We believe that helpingwomen to understand that the sex act is normal, routine, nothing special but the husbands love for. I felt a vibration and a shadow fell over me I took off my goggles and there stood the UPS guy looking uncomfortable as all hell. I said hi there what do you have for me today? I was secretly hoping he hadn’t seen where my fingers were. He was inconspicuously checking me out and I had to smile. I closed my legs, got up, put on a robe, and said you weren’t supposed to catch me like this. He said he was sorry but I had to sign for this package. I told him no problem and I went in the house and. My shorts were evidently now gone also.I had fantasized about her many times since that summer, but have never truly been with a woman. I wasn’t sure what to do. Karen sensed that and said softly, “We have several options. We could take each other high with our hands... or with our mouths... or just by rubbing against each other.’As she finished that last sentence, she slid over slightly so that her leg was between my legs pressing hard against my cunt. That meant that my leg was also between. A couple of her girlfriends had said their husbands neglected them because they were 'too loose' for them to get any pleasure. She thought that was a lot of bull. When she was in the bathtub she'd experimented, and found she could only get her little finger in there. Her girlfriends had confirmed the same thing with their bodies, so they'd all agreed that there was more going on."I suppose we should get that coffee," she said when she felt him finally slip out of her. She could feel the wetness.