”She did. He sucked, and got sweet milk within seconds.“It feels different when you do it,” she sighed.He slid his hand to her mons.“Want some...relief?”“Yes, but only with your finger.”“I’ll only do what you want me to,” he said.“You’re still talking,” complained Alex.They stopped, as Bob emptied both breasts and he fingered her to orgasm.She tried to be quiet when the orgasm rolled over her by kissing Bob.While she did that, her lust-soaked brain tried to imagine that his thick finger, deep. The labia are usually pressed together. This means that when a woman pees, it won’t come out as a stream, the way it does for the guys. Instead, it gets sprayed out. I can tell you that this is disconcerting when you’ve spent your entire life peeing as a male. In the future, I would make it a point to spread my legs, part my labia and pee that way. I was also going to ask my mother to get me a “GoGirl” female urination device to use when not at home.Using the bathroom was not a problem, in. ” We kissed again, turning up the sexual energy between us, creating a wetness between my legs. I would've been happy just making out all night with her, but she had other ideas. Things heated up with just her fingers brushing my legs. I couldn't resist reaching over to her and touching her soft skin, connecting to her energy. We kept kissing as she ran her hands gently across my cleavage that escaped from my little black dress. Gentle, almost like her touch wasn't real, not groping or. We walked down the hall and she grabbed my hand and asked me, “Why don't you come in?" "Sure, that would be nice," I stumbled. She opened the door and as soon as we got in and closed the door, we started kissing again. She unbuttoned my shirt while we were still kissing and I pulled her dress up from underneath and grabbed her ass. Damn, her ass felt so good. I could feel that she was wet through her panties. She took my shirt of and kissed me in my neck and went further down to my stomach,.