Maybe you can't indulge, but you can tell me what you're thinking. You said you wish you could indulge. What is it you would want to indulge in? Tell ...e. It's only fair." Wow. The beaver looks scary. I want to hear about that double sided thing. I don't know what I would want to indulge in. The frustrating point is that I couldn't even if I wanted. The tabloids could write an expose on how inexperienced I am in reality. You want to hear something sad? I worry about giving a boyfriend a. She asked if I would like it more if she was on top, I was eager to try anything and said yes. She got on top of me placed my penis back inside her and began riding up and down moving one of her hands over my chest and the using the other to caress her own breast. I sat up and sucked on her erect nipples while she ran her hands down my back gasping for breath, moaning with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around me and I picked her up just enough to roll her over onto her back. I began moving a. Even today, two decades later she could still recall that first kiss. Her friend had been talking endlessly about the boys she dreamt about but never acquired. Sue had finally reached over and kissed her just to shut her up. It had been spontaneous and had caught both unaware.That kiss had lead to another and then to a make-out session that had found both naked and panting at the end, faces slick with each other's pussy juice.Even these many years later Sue could still recall the sweetness of. Many a times Lou had caught Russ; gazing at his dick and laughed it off and only rarely asked Russel if he liked it; which Russ did not reply and just continued to stare at his groin. Russ always made sure to tell Lou naively that he was huge and naughty Lou always reminded him that it could get even bigger if Russ wanted to see it grow; he will have to play with it and it will get hard too. Lou never had to repeat his offer because Russ quickly reached out grabbing it and petting it making it.