At least that is how I would describe my motivation, until our bodies touched. As I was just out of the pool, I wad still in my bathing suit, ( what...I've always called a " boner bather" or "banana hammock"), Louis was wrapped in a tiny white towel, that contrasted with his black skin and left nothing to the imagination. The second our groins touched I felt electrified!! We chatted for 30 minutes, until it was time to shower. We each showered and chatted a bit getting dressed. I couldn't. "Let me get that for you?" I licked it up from his chin and sucked it in. "What a delicious flavor profile." A new twist on succulent. Now that I've looked ... I need to touch."Two fingers slipped between my lips, sliding up and down, dipping inside and fingering me slow and gentle. The other hand came into play. Resting just inside my sopping mound his fingers spread me open and raised my sweet swollen desire into the air. "This little lady is pulsing and jutting up nice and stiff. I can feel. And we’re also teaching them to take it slow, and let the moment last. They know that they’re going to be cumming, so they’re not in a hurry to get there, at least not yet. They’re making love to each other, and learning to pleasure each other, not just getting their rocks off. Let’s watch them as we talk.We’ve found that with a little education, their sex lives are vastly improved. They’re more confident, less fearful. When girls on the Outside ... not New Arcadians ... have their first fucks,. (Amber)I was being held down and couldn’t get up, I tried stretching out my legs, pushing the soft pad of my foot hard against the plastic to try and break it and pressing hard against the metal of the dumbbell. “FFFFFFUCK!” I screamed; partly from frustration but partly from my building orgasm which I could tell was gonna be big. Usually these left me feeling so satisfied but here it all felt too manufactured. Without the warmth, the breathe, the touching, it all felt so plastic. I wished.