“You save money and I get to see more of you, a lot more,” She said giggling. “I can also ask my parents if you can come for Thanksgiving.”We ...ot to her apartment she put Tommy in the middle of the living room floor. She went to the kitchen.“I’m going to get supper ready,” She stated.“Do you want me to help?” I offered.“Oh no please just watch Tommy,” she said.I took some toys that were nearby and put them in front of Tommy. He smiled, looked up at me, and smiled more. He kept pressing on the. Her breasts were round and the nipples were dark. Her pussy was mostly clean of hair except for the tuft of curls at the top. I pulled my leg away not understanding what was going on.I guess I can just say it now. I was really pretty naive. The only people who had tried anything passionate or sexy with me had been Tricia's men friends. I had always been able to fend them off. But I'd really never wanted to go any place with anyone else either. It had just turned me off, you know?Most people. The big black shiny shaft revealeditself as she ascended. Before the head was able to pop out, Bobbie againbegan the downward journey. Now there was more lubrication. Each trip downthen up took less time. Finally they were fucking in earnest. Bobbie evenmanaged to take an inch more of LD's cock. He was only about an inch fromgetting the whole thing into her.For a moment I was concerned that Bobbie wasn't protected. I didn't know ifshe was wearing her diaphragm. I'm sure that it never occurred. I kept thinking about Larissa's question. How and why had I become involved with Paddi-Ann?Patricia Ann Monohan was a junior associate in Freedman, Burns and Stein, another law firm in the same office building. Her specialty was commercial real estate. We met at Joe Stein's Christmas party. Joe was Jewish, but he threw the best Christmas bash in our tower. Paddi-Ann and I started talking. She was certainly attractive and seemed friendly enough. To make a long story short, I asked her out to.