Kiley looked at me, hesitated, and said, "Just because I haven't had sex doesn't mean I haven't done other things. I'm not really sure you want me to ...et into details, but yes, I've done some things. A few little things. Kind of like what you saw and had me do just now. But that's it. I've done a few other things in the last six months or so. But, well, nothing like all the way. Not at all." and she just stared at me, her face beet red, and blushing.I had no idea how to answer that. Tammy. Sit down on the couch, and I’ll get you some tea.”Borya sat down, rubbing his head and grumbling. Natasha moved about quietly, hoping the evening would not be spoiled by all the stress. In a moment she joined him on the couch, handing him a cup of hot black tea.“Drink,” she said.He took it and sipped. Finally, with a great sigh, he leaned back onto the couch, at last allowing himself to relax.“It got me so wound up, Natasha. I’m sorry…I get very exasperated sometimes it is difficult to come. So he explained he needs me close even when he sleeps.I listened and ate half a sandwich and reached for another and he grabbedmy hand and said." Might not be a good idea to eat to much Jer, your stomach soon will notbe able to hold much."I asked "what do you mean?" and he responded"Well Jer since I have to have you close even at night in bed, you seehow that could be a problem for a heterosexual guy like me. I alwaysloved small sexy women with a tight ass, small firm tits, and a tightlittle. A few taps from her fingers on her laptop and I felt the squeezing became faster around my penis. Another minute passed and I said: “a bit harder please”. “Sure. I’ll make the squeezing a bit harder”, responded Sandy.This pleasure was so new to me. I’ve never experienced such pleasure in all my adventures before. The thought of having pleasure from artificial hands was intensifying my pleasure. Also, the thought that these artificial hands are are controlled by my classmate and friend Sandy is.