So I wrote and told my journal all about life with David. I described in minute detail all the parties, the sex, every nasty element of the things he ...ould do to me and how it made me feel. I missed him a lot, but each time I looked at my beautiful son, I knew I had made the right decision.The two things I missed most about my relationship with David were belonging to someone and the sex we had. I very much missed the feeling I had when I was with David, the feeling of belonging to him, of. He squeesed a bit onto his finger and went back to my ass hole. His probing was a little harder this time. He was able to push his finger into my ass now and was moving it around in circles. This was giving me a pleasurable feeling. My little cock was standing up tall at this point as he still stroked it gently. By this time his finger was moving in all the way into my ass. He then took up a position behind me on his knees. I felt something much bigger than his finger pushing at my ass hole. She was like a doll. She was in a t-shirt and jeans. She gave me a formal hug. Before I could hug her back, she moved away and asked me what I want to have. I said, “Some juice and then you.”She said, “I know what you want, but it won’t happen.”I was shocked to hear this. I asked then, “Why did you take me to your house then?”She said, “I want to speak freely.”I was disappointed but I continued to speak with her. I followed her to the kitchen to take some advantage but she prepared the juice. As the week went on, we got back into the swing of our normal lives, Megan working on her photography with what seemed like normal shoots. During that week, Megan also went to see the doctor to get a clear bill of health. I wouldn't touch her until she did so and to my relief, she came back clean. It's one thing having sex with people you know bareback, but complete strangers had me worried. Two weeks after the party, Megan came into our home office with a serious look on her face. She grabbed.