I asked the room, "How is it possible that two objects look like they have identical coloring to me, but have different colors to the females? That do...sn't make any sense."Mom explained, "Females can see shades guys can't. It doesn't matter in this case because the shades are close enough that people won't be able to tell when you're wearing them and moving around." Certainly not the males, by the sounds of it."I was motioned to pass the watch around so everyone could look at it closely. I. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had gotten too quiet, because her dad came in to check and see what we were doing. No k**ding, we all started blushing, because of what we were talking about, he thought he caught us doing something we weren't supposed to be doing but left the room again.We talked for about an hour about "thingies" or "pee pees" and loved the stories she was telling us about her dad. Finally, she asked if we wanted to see it. We. Julie was much more spectacular! She grunted like an a****l, her hips thrust up against me, her fingers clawed my back and her heels pressed hard against the backs of my thighs with each pulse of her orgasm as she involuntarily tried to pull me deeper. I kept going, smoothly, rhythmically, full depth, enjoying her soft mature body under me, letting my orgasm rise slowly till my muscle jerked with all the exquisite pleasure of Viagra tightened muscles and pumped my sex cream into her. I stayed. She felt empty and hopeless. Nothing really mattered to her now. She closed her eyes to sleep, but she kept seeing visions of Liam and Natasha clasped together in the moonlight. Nothing had ever hurt Selena this much. Even when her mother died, Selena had felt the desire to go on with life. Now, she felt like there was nothing left to work for, nothing left to wish for. She managed to doze fitfully, but when morning came, she was exhausted both physically and emotionally. She dragged herself up.