He really seemed to like it this way then in circles, and I noticed how my thumb would sink when it got directly over his opening. It was almost like ...t was going up inside so I just decided to see what would happen if stuck it in like I was holding a bowling ball. I had to move my head around and look to verify that my thumb had actually slid into his butthole and was completely in as far as it could go. Oh man! whats that? – what did you just do? Craig asked as he stopped my other hand on. “It really is GOOD.”“You know that if you forget ONE pill...”“I know. But we only did it once.”“How’re you gonna tell your mom?”“My mom has been telling me my whole life that I can come to her with anything.”“I don’t think she was thinking of ‘me ‘n’ my fourteen-year-old boyfriend are having sex’.”“Making love, Dana. I may NEVER have sex. I LOVE Derek.”She had me with that one. I’ll never just ‘have sex’ either. Husband and wife, before we signed a document and did the official version. So I’m. ”“Ah, like slave work,” says Reyna.I don’t know where this conversation is going, and I don’t like it. I start to speak, but I feel a terrible rip in the back of my throat. I break into a fit of coughing. June and another girl I’ve never seen before round the table. The servants, including June, enter with my tea and port for everyone else.“You won’t be having the port?” asks Reyna, confused.I point to my throat and take a sip of the tea. It burns my lips a bit, but does wonders for my. I take them in my hands and notice they are a bit damp. I look into her eyes and give her a wink. Time for shots I tell her, and get them ordered. As we continue our great time of getting drunk, Lynn was getting bolder herself, she started to rub my cock through my shorts, getting me nice and hard, then I wanted to feel her honey pot, I move my hand up inside her dress and move all the way up to her snatch, I find it barren of any hair, I slide my middle finger up and down her slit, Lynn.