Both times. Just don't ever tell my friends that you know. It was kind of embarrassing when it happened that way. You know, in front of them and all. ...t first, I really didn't want to do it, you know, the final part. But, it ended up kind of fun. Especially the second time." I'd love to do it to you, Chloe. I owe you two good orgasms." I can't believe I'm having this conversation with my own brother." Well, your brother is also a guy, you know that already." Oh, do I. You really cum big, too.. So I went for a walk. It was a gray day, but Amsterdam was still a lovely city for walking.I found myself in the red-light district and decided to take a peek inside one of the notorious sex shops. I'd heard wild stories. What I saw within 15 minutes of browsing convinced me they were all true. You could buy anything there - literally. Not just gay and lesbian and fisting and bathroom sports films; they had tapes of people puking on each other and piercing parts of their bodies. They had films. She entered my house. The next second I locked the door. I took her and kissed her lips deeply. I stood her against the wall and kissed her wildly. She tried to push me but she didn’t have the strength to stop me. I kissed her for 10 minutes. After that, I took her to my bedroom and pushed her onto my bed.I started kissing her again. Slowly I put a hand on her boobs and was pressing her. She tried to stop me but I was like a wild animal and pressing her very hard. Slowly I removed her top. I. ” It’s a lie.I sit close to you on the couch, feet pulled up beside me so I can turn and face you on the couch. I cut out the first bite with my fork and tell you not to be shy. I take the bite in my mouth slowly. Before biting, I had already decided to overreact like I’m Sally faking an orgasm in a diner, but it’s not too much exaggeration for how great this cake is. A long, drawn-out moan. “Mmmmmm… that is SO good. You remembered how much I love their red velvet cake!”You smile. “Of course I.