"Boring? I was boring?" I said. "You left me because I was boring?" She looked away."For godssake," I said. "I could have changed. Why didn't you give...me a chance to change? Why!" I said, raising my voice a little too much."Richard, I don't mean to demean you. But—you're an accountant. Richard—I mean an accountant! There are few occupations that breed boring more certainly than that. At the time I felt that I had to escape," she said."At the time?" I said. She looked sad."I was younger. Thought. You ever done it with a boy?", Beth asked."No. Almost did but my brother came home from school early andmessed everything up. Have you?" No, but when the time is right I want to. I just want to knowwhat it feels like... I mean, you are making me feel better thananything I have had yet.", replied BethSuddenly Erin stopped. "You wait right there. Don't move!", Erinordered as she got up from the bed, went to the dresser and reachedway behind a drawer. Carrying something white and folded into. She liked the way he held her head, and she felt his dick as it first slid along her sex, then began to enter her. Nope, the lube was not needed, and she emitted a loud wanting moan.Remembering His question she responded, “Why do you-…” then she got her answer, as she felt her panties being pulled to the side. If Ashley-Nicole thought she was being submissive before, being held firmly by a man her father’s age while having her underwear simply pulled to the side was like magic, and as she felt. ..” His fingers pressed the material of her panties into her groove. “I really would like to help out,” he told her as he pressed into her vagina with his fingers. Lindsay gasped. “You’re very wet,” he told her. She already knew that; she could feel for herself, but she felt embarrassed that he knew about her state of arousal. “It would be no problem for me,” he said, “I have at least seven.” “Seven.” He nodded. “Four to my wife,” he replied. “One to a friend, who needed some help, and.