Wanting him to fully explore, I said he could ram his cock up my hole if he wanted to try it.Saying he'd try anything, I said I had to go get some lub....This was the tricky part. It was 3:50am, and close to the time when my boyfriend would be waking up. Sneaking into our room, I slowly and cautiously slid the draw of his bedside table open and fished around for the bottle of lube. Locating it, I tip-toed out of the room again without waking him.Back in the lounge, Aaron was wanking furiously. I. NICOLE: Me too. He was sooo cute. Kind’a a whiner, tho. Couldn’t hold his breath worth shit, either.AMANDA: That’s what made him fun, Nikki! Holding his face under my ass for a long time, knowing he was totally helpless and in agony holding his breath and he had no choice but to endure the pain until I decided he could take a breath.NICOLE: You’re such a bitch, Mandy!AMANDA: You know it, girlfriend. You’re no fun ‘cuz you can hold your breath under my ass for a long time without bitching about. I take the gel bottle again, drizzling gel all around the interface of silicone with young, tender flesh and working it in with my thumb. I notice the muscle gives a little more under the kneading of my thumb, and when I’m satisfied that I’ve got all the lube in that I’m gonna I pull back no more than a quarter inch, before pushing forward perhaps only a half, but with all the strength I can muster. Jimmy’s strangled squeal is more cat than dog this time, and goes for staccato repeats as I move. I should be done in half a half an hour." "Great," she said, then added, "maybe you can teach my useless husband a few things about DIY." We both laughed at that and she was still laughing when she walked out of the shop.The following morning I had breakfast then grabbed a couple of screw drivers and made my way round to Mrs. Evans's. As I was walking down the street towards the house, Mr Evans passed me in his car. I waved at him but he didn't seem to notice and drove on. It was just after ten.