”She took me to bed, and we made slow, gentle love. No dildo, just two bodies enfolded, thigh to cunt, mouth to mouth, hand to skin. Our bodies ro...ked and twisted languorously at first, the pace increasing only as our orgasms approached. My own was precipitated when Polly, biting my nipple, slid a wet finger into my arse and that, cooperating with the two already in my cunt, took me over the cliff and down into the abyss of a wonderful, peaceful climax. No post-orgasmic rest for me until. He'd had a few fumbleswith boys back in the orphanage, and he had a couple of very short livedflings with girls, but they had dumped him pretty quickly. He hadfocussed his energies on his studies which left little time to invest inrelationships. He had built a hard shell around his emotions, neverletting anyone close enough to penetrate his defences. At the orphanagehe had always had to look out for himself, and that self-reliance hadstayed with him. He thought he didn't need anyone else. He. I cupped her face and started to kiss her. She was hesitant at first and she did not open her mouth initially. Then I licked her lips with my tongue ( I watched a lot of porn back then). Now her lips started moving and I slipped my tongue and started passionate kissing. She also put her tongue in my mouth and the deep tonguing session began. Saliva was exchanged and I started pressing her boobs. I was trembling and sweating at the same time. It was the moment I was fancying for long.Now after. Now she needed some attention. Mark was making her wait and it was torture. She needed some sort of release. She reached into the top drawer of her bedside table and pulled out her wand. First plugging it in and turning it on a low setting to be as quiet as possible, in a lying position she placed it on her lap and let the vibrations pass through her thighs. She was starting to allow herself to head towards an orgasm of her own making. Mark opened the door. He did not look impressed. “I.