She walked over to the bed and lay down. Spreading her legs she said, "Come on baby. Bring that hard cock over here and fuck the slut that loves you."... stared at her for a full minute without moving and then I went over to the bed and did as she told me.Chapter 2She got up, kissed my dick, told it not to go away and she left the room. She came back a minute later with a knife and cut me loose. She walked over to the bed and lay down. Spreading her legs she said:"Come on baby, bring that hard. “There’s just one problem, needle-dick,” Mandy purred. “If I show her one of your toys, then she is gonna notice something, isn’t she?”My body jolted at the veiled message in her words, and I stifled another moan.“Yes - you know, don’t you.” Mandy continued smoothly. “Christine's going to notice how small it is, isn’t she? She'll sit there looking at it – at how narrow and short the tube is – and she's going to know that in order to fit inside it, your cock would really have to be so very. Though we began to fuck on a regular basis, and both loved the intimacy and heat of intercourse, we never turned our backs on what was the first love for both of us.I used to tell him about how I'd run home to masturbate after seeing him, and how I'd done it in the car not long after we first went out. I'd parked my father's Honda in a dark spot on the road, made sure the lights were out, hiked up my dress and gone for it, fingers flying until I shook with my climax. I drove home then, my. I began by asking her general questions, as time passed the questions became more specific and her answers became more and more detailed.I rewarded her, unconsciously at first, by following up the discussions of her spankings with descriptions of what kind of date I would like to be taking her on right now instead of sitting at the house. As the details about her spankings increased, I was increasing the details about our imaginary dates and even adding in things about what I would like to do.