Fiona sat in the kitchen drinking her tea alone until the sound of the bedstead hitting the wall drove her into a frustrated state of peevish annoyanc... for no other reason than she had become somewhat attached to Reggie's huge and cooperative cock.She saw the handsome husband from down the beach who had given her quite a thrill under the water doing husbandly duties preparing sausage on the grill for his wife's garden club. He was smiling and pretending how much he enjoyed his assignment but. " That must be it," I said with a laugh."It's getting really late," Jenny said. "I wish I could stay longer but my parents will be expecting me home soon." Wow, you're right," I said. "We'd better get dressed and get you home."I stood up and helped Jenny to her feet. I picked up my boxer shorts and pulled them over my legs, then picked up my pants and pulled them on as well. As I searched for my socks, I watched Jenny as she dressed. She buttoned her jeans first, then found her bra and sweater.. She wouldn’t get on her tummy or let me touch her ass.“I’m a little sore there. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sit down for a week,” she laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix you up. I think you’ll like what I’ve got in mind.”Mom retrieved a vibrator from the same drawer she had got the lube from. No wonder she had lube. The vibrator told me bucket loads about Mom and Dad’s sex life, probably nonexistent and the likely reason she was so tight for a woman her age. Mom got on the bed, lying sideways,. Would I ever release my true self if my sexuality were always in the service of a man? Or was my body a gift that I could share with others. On the other hand, I could lose everything, my business, my reputation, my self-image and my friends. I stood half naked before a life-changing decision. I lowered my head, my eyes shut. I had to get an answer somewhere. The answer lay deep within me. “And?” asked Chantelle. I took a deep breath: “What do you want me to do?” “How far are you willing.