”Bingo.Session A93:“We have the kid. Eighteen years later, I go to you for advice.”Nod.I’d never skipped over so much time in a single hypothe...ical, but Mom seemed to accept it without issue.“I want to ask you how to talk to it about sex.”Nod. The use of “it” to refer to my 18-year old kid didn’t slow her down at all. Normally these hypotheticals require at least a little detail to be effective - maybe Mom had already spent time imagining me growing up, getting hitched, having kids.Now, of. Mike looks at me , I’m bi! Ok cool I replied. I have no idea why but I got a hard on. Everyone got up and walked outside. I forgot I was wearing loose pants, but they all noticed. Are you bi? Mike asked. Umm idk never tried. I was actually turned on by him asking. Back inside we we sat at the table. Paul said game time! They all laughed. The game is called top and bottom... We flip a coin do you have a quarter? Every one pulled out a coin and I grabbed one off the table. Heads your too tails. He then slowly eased it all the way back into her. Sarah growled frustration, although she did grunt as the head of Tiny's prick pushed into her womb."Harder! Faster!" urged Sarah.Tiny ignored her as he slowly eased his penis in and out of her wet, slick hole. Yolanda had taught him well. Tiny learned from her how to go slow and not force things. He felt Sarah loosen up and relaxed as she became accustomed to his size. Tiny gripped her hips as he began fucking her with faster, stronger. A sweet sensation of longing that has torn me from a deep and peaceful slumber to a state where I am just becoming aware of my passion and the dewy moistness between my legs. I turn to my side and my breast gently grazes my lover’s back. I shudder with the contact. He is sleeping very soundly and I question the thought of waking him. I slowly trace the outline of my nipples as I run my hand down over the smoothness of my tummy. I need release, yet he needs his sleep. As my hand moves lower, my.