“No, never before, but I always wanted to only I was always embarrassed to ask any of my girlfriends to come with me and never comfortable with the ...hought of coming alone. Tonight I decided to just do it and see what it’s like.”“Well, glad you did, glad I was here to meet you” he said smiling at me shyly. Then he raised his glass in my direction, “Here’s to my good luck.”I raised my glass and tapped it against his lightly. I don’t know if he realized it or not, but at that moment we sealed the. ’ He urged her on, murmuring into her ear. He stroked her more fervently, feeling her clamp down around his fingers. Her hands lay on top of his, no longer guiding, just following his. He watched her bite her lip and moan. He massaged her breast and began thrusting his fingers in faster. ‘Come on baby. Cum for me.’ He groaned. ‘Oh God.’ She panted. She arched her back, her body stiffened, her lips parted as she cried out. She mewed like a kitten as she came, holding his hands to her. She. His hand left her hip to twist and pinch her nipple. Ronnie's face was a rictus of lust as his fingers finally released her tormented nipple and moved between her legs, seeking her clit.The thin blonde groaned, "Oh, you big, bad fucker!" Humping back at him even harder than she had earlier. Reaching around her left thigh, Paul diddled her clit and sent Ronnie over the edge into her eagerly anticipated orgasm. Two more thrusts and he was spraying his load along her cuntal walls adding to the. . those dreams, if you know what I mean. I found myself in one of them one night and, somehow, I could feel what he was dreaming of doing with me. It was terrifying, but at the same time luscious and beautiful. Since then he’s learned how to build a sort of wall so his dreams don’t leak out, unless I want them to.”“You ... want them to,” she said. She looked at me askance.“Hey,” I said. “They’re just dreams. And I gave up men to join the convent.”“I think you’re supposed to give up thinking.