I was a bit worried about this, but she squeezed my arm, and told me not to worry. ‘And what about me?’ I asked, almost petulantly. ‘What am I s...pposed to do when your with her?’ ‘Well, I’ve been thinking about that. It’s not really fair for you, is it? So, what do you want to do about it?’ I thought for a few minutes before replying. ‘I’m not sure. Let’s leave it until after next Saturday. Let’s see who wins the bet, and then take it from there.’ Hannah was quiet for a moment, and then said. And then she said it, she asked me to meet her in person. Neither of us had added a picture to our profile and still had no no idea what the other looked like, we didn't even know each others names. It didn't really matter, I didn't care about what she looked like and she said she didn't care and names are meaningless as long as we have our profile names. I was still nervous about finally meeting though. Cutiewithabooty: So what do you think? Its about time for us to meet Roamingwild: I don't. I had my arm around her shoulders and my hand resting comfortably on her breast. Joan snuggled up to me and pressed my hand tightly to her breast. I could feel her nipple as it hardened under my palm, and that produced the corresponding effect in my cock. Mary walked onto the porch to call us to supper, but she did not seem to react to what Joan and I were doing. I assumed that indicated her tacit approval. I sure hoped so. My next question was whether John, Joan’s father, would approve of. Sometimes I was drunk and stretched a bit, but I started to get used to it and as they say "first you get strange, then you get into it".That's when I decided to go to a sex shop in Porto and buy a dildo. The quota that was on the counter was very nice to me and helped me choose. "you know, I had none of these toys in my day."I started to practice anal sex with a cucumber my dear"- "ah ... ok" - I babbled avoiding not to laugh.After two weeks I was ready. Cucumbers and eggplants could even.