Perfect, yes?But I have an obsession. It's nothing really kinky, or at least it wasn't. Before. You see, I've had a few boyfriends. Not a lot, but a f...w. I've done most of the positions and stuff, but I really, really like to fuck vertically. You know, standing. Leaning against a wall, or a window, or whatever. Up against a car, or on the climbing frame in a playground (that's another story).My last boyfriend was a master. Truly. We were almost the same height, and with a little bending and. And he loved that her hands found pleasure in her own body. She was grabbing her chest, squeezing her nipples, and squeezing her ass as she fucked herself with her fingers. She knew what he liked. He opened the door and she continued to get louder. She wanted him so bad. She wanted him to grab her. As he walked towards her, he thought about what he would do to her. She was screaming now and he put his hands firmly on her chest and began kissing her so deep with his tongue. As their. ” I couldn’t help but smile and start to laugh. We both had a good laugh about it actually, which relieved my embarrassment and distracted me enough to make my boner go away. We ended up falling asleep as usual.This awkward encounter actually brought us closer, I felt like she and I could joke around more, and have more open “adult” conversations, nothing crazy, but when she’d ask how my day was, I’d actually tell her rather than just saying “fine”. Going to the mall and many other. So, for another week or so, I would go down the hall to Andy's room after Jeff was in bed, strip naked and I would either masturbate him or suck him off after we had necked and petted for a bit. He was also masturbating me, I had shown him the many ways to make a woman feel good with his hands and mouth, yes, by the end of the second week, he was down between my legs now nearly the equal of his father in giving me superb oral sex.My son was also leaving me notes under my pillow, love notes.One.