Fagen replied, "let's start at the beginning, when you're with a man, do you become sexually aroused!?!" Oh yes," she gushed, "when ever I'm in the co...pany of a man I can certainly feel the desire building inside of me!!!" Exactly what do you feel," he asked softly?!? "You mean specifically," she asked a little nervously?!? "Specifcially," he replied, "what do you feel or sense!?!" Well," she began slowly, "of course my vagina immediately gets very wet and my breasts seem to puff up and tingle. His head tilted back even more as he pumped in and out of her mouth. She repositioned herself, kneeling between his legs while never letting him slip from her mouth. Her left hand wrapped around him and her other lightly letting her finger nails play with the tiny patch of hair just bellow his belly. He was completely smooth except for that little patch of hair above his cock. Their moans were synchronous, low and slow with each motion of her mouth gliding up and down on his shaft. I was caught. It was as if I was with sex goddess. The thought that I had a GF vanished. I held her and rolled over her and started to kiss back. This is when she first moaned. Now we removed our cloths one by one. I don’t remember how much time we spent in foreplay.Later she asked me did I wanted to continue till the end. I said do you even need to ask this question now and again we were engrossed in foreplay. She wanted to try 69 so we did. The room was filled with moans.Then we came into face-off position. But it wasn’t evil spirits he was ridding himself of. It was hoping he’d get a piece of ass and then some he told himself. But then he told her “Grace, you’re a turn on. I mean you and that…that…I don’t know what you call it.” “My chemise?” she said and he nodded his head. She walked up and smiled down at him. He looked at her body but then up into her eyes. Everything about the woman, to him, was perfect. Her thighs, her wide hips, her juicy soft belly, and her breasts which of course were.