Trust me, I know how the girl sounds when she's getting off. Figuring she has a gentleman caller, I prepare to wait outside. I notice, though, that th... door to her apartment is ajar.Well, that's weird. They've must've been so horny they forgot to close the door.I grab the door handle and something makes me stop. For being so horny, they sure didn't leave a trail of clothes. And the door handle seems a little scratched up…I walk in and softly close the door. If it is just a gentleman caller,. ‘Here, let me help you. Turn around, hon.’ Slightly red in the face, I turned around. It was only as my skirt came undone and dropped to the floor that I remembered the fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties. ‘Oh my, going commando, are we Love?’ she said. ‘Oh jeez! I’m so sorry!’ I spun around without thinking, and her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of my shaved pussy. ‘That’s quite alright, Love,’ she said quietly. Before I really knew what was happening, she had come closer,. I didn't ask to be transformed back into a teenager. In fact, I didn't want it to be like this.So, what was I supposed to do for romantic or sexual companionship? Pursue a woman in her forties? Even if she was receptive, she'd get thrown in jail. Should I just consider myself a freak, and avoid all romantic pursuits, since I couldn't fit myself into any category that society's behavioral rules are based on?No thank you. My opinion on this one is clear. In this situation, my pool of potential. "Stay still, Daisy, or you will be disciplined," I told her."Yes Ma'am," she answered as I slowly inserted the tip of the nozzle intoher rectum, whimpering as the larger size of the nozzle that was neededfor the inflatable style attachment stretched her nearly virgin anus."And when you met Mark and became a part of his life, you became a part ofmy life a little later. And honestly, I was genuinely happy that Markallowed me to become part of your dynamic, introducing me to theincredible.