He knows what I need to squirt. When we were all done at the sex club, my BBC took me to an after hours spot. We danced there for about an hour. Then ...e got back in the car, he asked me if I wanted to go to taboo and get fucked some more. I of course was super excited for more.. So then, he took me to his house for a quick fuck, and to pick up a butt plug for me to use. He put in the plug and fucked me. That was the first time I got to use a plug while being fucked. And I loved it! When we got. I did have several of those, by always as part of thinking, "Oh my God, how could people spend time writing this garbage."Nor did I see anything that was super-impressive, or which gave me a brilliant idea for something else I could do with my abilities. There were a few minor ideas, but nothing that made me want to rush out and try them. As an example, one idea that'd occurred to me from time to time, and which Sensei had reminded me of with one of his O Sensei stories yesterday, was to keep. I was about to give up in frustration when I actually did find abeautiful pair. It didn't actually say dance shoes, but I knew by nowwhat I had to pay attention to. A heel that wasn't too high and not toonarrow. These shoes almost looked like my Mary Janes, but had a playful2.5 inch high heel that absolutely did not look clumsy.And they had it in my size! What an expenditure of time just to buy apair of shoes. As Andy I would have finished in a few seconds: Simply apair with leather soles, pay. Jason stepped into the room. His eyes immediately went to his mom’s large breasts. She had on a nightie, but its sheer material left little to the imagination. He could clearly make out her pink nipples.While it didn’t seem to bother her, out of habit maybe, Lisa did pull the sheet up to cover herself. Jason, embarrassed, looked to the TV, “I just wanted to say good night.” He looked back to the bed, “How was the bar?”“Fine, fine. Except for fighting off a couple guys trying to win your mom’s.