I have been wary oftelling others where I live on the net, afraid I mightget harassed or blackmailed for what I’m into, but sheseemed to be trus...worthy. We kept talking for a while;we were getting to be really good friends and evenhaving fun by swapping stories and pictures/movies witheach other. The pics of her that she sent me were very nice. Shewas a little older then I, going on 35, but very sexy.The physical positions she could get into while“playing” with her animals. She undressed me, and undressed herself as well. She pressed her hot body all along the length of me rubbing our bodies together. Her tongue kissing me and her mouth on mine. She got down on her knees and kissed her way down my belly, licking my thighs, then she found my slit. She ran her tongue up and down my wet slit then spread my thighs apart and dove in. Her tongue found my clit easily and she started eating my cunt hard. My eyes closed and rolled back in my head. I had NEVER had my pussy. The tables at the club each had four chairs around them - apparently, everyone comes there with three buddies! So I got rid of two of the chairs right off, then moved the other two chairs around, arranging them so that when one of the strippers joined me at the table, I could still see the stage while talking to her. I reclined deep into my chair, relaxing for a few minutes with a beer.The sweet, tall blonde dancing on stage moved through her second song, her long red dress crumpled at the edge. Again I felt bad for not taking some responsibility, for not helping in someway. It seems June always has to be the one to shoulder everything. We barely said two words to each other when I decided to leave that first time, my fault once again as I distanced myself from her, but seven years is a long time and it's about time we talked.Pulling into the driveway I can see that from the outside the house appears almost the same, maybe a little worn around the edges but nothing an afternoon or two.