" Carl," Susie asked, "this isn't a nudist camp, is it?" Oh no! Nothing like that! It's a nice place. A bed-and-breakfast surrounded by a garden, fore...t paths, and ponds. At least that's what they say. The thing is, you aren't allowed to explore the place unless you're registered with your lover. Of course we're not really lovers, but they won't know that. You are my chance to find out what the place is really like."They drove up the wooded driveway for about a quarter mile until they came to a. Sundering.Sex was overwhelming.Diane and I quickly realized we were both virgins, and yet had both watched porn and read books. So while we both knew what was required, it took a while for us to get to it. I don’t know how to describe it, but I imagine every other person or couple had gone through their first time in a similar state. We figured it out.First, we just held each other and looked in each others eyes, kissing a bit, then pulling back to look at different parts of each other.. Marilyn and I were unsympathetic with our children.All sorts of strange people began showing up in the White House. I think the wedding planner took up residence somewhere, and Vera Wang and crew wandered through at all hours, with Marilyn or the girls in tow. I had the house on 30th Street reserved for the Lefleur family when they came down. Otherwise, I had several blocks of rooms set aside at the Hay-Adams, Hyatt, and Ritz-Carlton. We also had just about every limo in the city reserved. For. My clit as totally exposed and he needn't hold me open any longer to swathe it with his tongue. He pushed one finger into me, seemingly behind my clit, and I knew he was going for my G-spot. With his other hand he put his thumb over my asshole and was rubbing it backed forth. Not trying to put it in, I don't know how I would have handled that, then, but just gliding over it. I was in ecstasy.I knew he was going to my G-spot with his finger. I didn't know that much about it and what made it do.