She had ridden me and lay her head against my shoulder when our orgasms subsided.“What is it, Cutie?” I asked her.“I just missed this so much.�...“I know,” I said. “What can we do?”“I shouldn’t have Salomé come to bed with us so often,” Shira suggested.Helena laughed. “So it’s all your fault because my elegant sister angel can’t get enough of you?”“No but ... You really think she’s that fond of me?” Shira perked up.“You think you’re pulling her into our bed. But believe me, she’s stronger than all. “Leave the bitch!” Kelsey snorted.“I’ll need to at least confront her, Kelsey,” Lamar stated.“Why? What could she possibly say?” she retorted.“Maybe she was drugged!” Kaama interjected.“Oh please!” Marty laughed. “You saw the videos. She’d have to have been drugged for days. You can’t tell me that someone on the set wouldn’t have noticed!”“Maybe she was being blackmailed,” Raj offered.“Yeah, and maybe she was hit by the Martian Slut Ray!” Marty snorted.“Martian Slut Ray?” both Kaama and Raj. Diane was beginning to feel a scintillating pleasure go up and down her clitoris, going deep into her body. "Jimmy, honey, can you feel your cum?" a flustered Diane asked of her son, a question which she never imagined escaping her lips as long as she lived. "Um...maybe. I'm not sure. I feel something deep down in me but..." Dr. Linda seemed slightly concerned. "Jimmy, have you ever ejaculated before? Do you know what it feels like before it happens?" Jimmy moaned dreamily and Linda seemed. But those times were with girls I didn't really love. The first time I had sex was amazing. But I didn't finish because I didn't want to hurt her. But I knew I could cum. It was many years after that, until I had sex again. And it just wasn't like it was when I first had sex, when I had sex with someone I cared about. Though I thought I could really care about this person. The sad thing is that this outlook on love and sex is feminine in itself. The masculine sexuality is objectifying in.