Your ex-boyfriend was after profane sex, very profane sex. By going there he was missing out on something truly wonderful.’ She told the old Chinese...story of the sacred bird who would migrate between the northern jade green mountain and the southern jade green mountain, subsisting only on the nectar of a sacred plant that only grew on the two mountains. As he was flying along he passed over an owl chewing on a dead rat. The owl screeched at the sacred bird to stay away from his prize. Janet. She smiled and I thought I saw a twitch her legs after that comment. Right now, I think that I am about to get into a situation that I have fantasized about, but I knew I had to play my cards just right. Just then disappointment came, she said that maybe she would talk to me later, and went back to her table. I had been there almost an hour now, and the sparse crowd had even gotten smaller, and now there weren’t any men there but me, and it really hit me now, I must have been in a Lesbo bar.. Kat finally settled on two to start with, one was a small plug and the other was a supposed starter dildo of about five inches long and about as thick around as a finger or two. She felt her panties dampen a bit as she clicked the purchase button, it just felt wonderfully dirty.When the package arrived she eyed over the delivery person, wary that the company had lied and marked the box with their logo. They hadn't and she skittered off to her bedroom to open up the box and look over the. We went back to kissing. Deeply, passionately, each kiss embodying all the love we had for one another. Hers in soft moans and her tongue lightly tracing along mine, and mine in the deep kisses and the unquenchable thirst for her sweetness. We made love like never before. Slowly we built our passion, taking all the time needed. We might have been there in each other’s arms for more than two hours, but still not long enough. The walls of her passion caressed my pride, the sweat on our bodies.