But, and for some reason I want to tell you something that I have never, ever told anyone ... Brad never loved me, never.”“Because he loved himsel... too much?” I managed to suggest.“Yes, you are right, I guess he did. He was selfish. I guess we actors, we are all narcissistic creatures, cravin’ recognition, adoration ... love.”“From what I understand, both of you are loved by millions.”“Not much consolation when you are not loved by that one man who you always regarded as your hero.”I released. ," Alicia stammered."Until what? Until we have sex?" Michelle said bluntly.Alicia nodded awkwardly."Okay, obviously we're not going to have sex. I just need to shave everymorning," Michelle sighed. "You owe me big for this. This whole time Ithought I was surpassing my track speed and it was only because I wasturning into a man," she said disgusted."What do you want from me?" Alicia asked meekly."From now on we're going to have fun. We're going to the movies, goingto eat out, going to. It was wonderful exploring really nice boobs for about 10-15 min. Then I drifted down to her navel and then to her already trembling thighs.I was kissing her thighs and she removed her top for my convenience and took out her panty. I could see a big wet patch on her panty. I made her sleep on her back, opened her legs and kept kissing her thighs then labia and then her well shaved vagina. I could feel her wetness by my tongue and my middle finger. She took her hands behind and took out a small. You’re already familiar with that, I think. At least now you are. Maybe… maybe I should tell him about this after all? Maybe…” “Maybe we need to stop talking. I just looked at your clock and if you want me to fuck you, we’d better get down to it.” Helen led me into her bathroom, grabbed a washcloth and wet it, and cleaned off my cock. She was right. Her touch and her words were getting me hard again. I guess I’d be able to fuck her after all. I thought back over the past hour and change. I’d.