I never used to be so open with my sexuality. I have figured out over the past few years that girls are often taught, while growing up, to be prudes a...out sex. No sex before marriage, monogamy, and you don’t ever talk about sex outside the bedroom. Those are the top rules.I first started fucking other guys because my husband felt bad about leaving me home alone much of the time. He was a long-haul trucker and was gone sometimes two weeks at a time and only stayed home for a couple of days. Again and again, I push into you, I can feel you pussy tightening as your orgasm approaches, it is almost uncontrollable but I know you are trying to hold it back. You bend forward even further hoping for deeper penetration exposing your little ass hole at the same time. I lick both my thumbs and push them into your ass, you gasp and I can feel your ass pulsing as I move my thumbs in and out in time with my penetrations of your pussy. After each stroke I pull my thumbs apart slightly opening. We went to a nearby cafe and had a soft drink as we were both driving. The conversation was, as I recall, pretty banal. Certainly there was no meeting of minds or deep discourse. I do recall thinking that no matter if I actually liked her as a person, or not, I would fuck her given the chance, so I sat there with a slowly growing erection, as you do.The event itself took place in the front of my car, we started kissing and generally fumbling around. I was happy for her to do the unzipping of my. S: Hmmm. I know how you feel. I have sensed it (smiling sheepishly).M: You have highly receptive sensors, it seems.S: I am very receptive and conductive!M: Really? Show me how.S: This is not the place or time.M: Then?S: How about dessert at my place?M: Are you sure? But what about folks at your place?S: Nobody’s there, hubby is abroad. I have the home to myself.Suman was high by this time and was giving a lot of naughty looks. We wound up and I called a cab as I didn’t wanna drive drunk.We.