A little voice inside my head said, 'Okay, tell her it's time for her to go.' But the voice was too little and too quiet, so I ignored it. "Better," s...e said. "Now this one." Her hand pointed to the other thigh, midway up. That center seam of her shorts must be pushing against her cervix. Damn. I was hard. She still rocked her upper leg rhythmically which allowed me better aim on the lower one, the non-moving target. I glanced at her bulge, then used teeth and lips to her satisfaction on her. I love kissing my bulls, And he and I are very glad I did.Enjoy long make out sessions if time permits. The longer it takes from the initial kiss to the actual intercourse, the higher degree of sexual satisfaction for you and your bull. Tip: Think in terms of sexual stages. Like a sexual Buffett. Kissing for a half our, blow job for another half hour to forty-five minutes and then long, slow, multi-Positional intercourse. Make your husband help prepare you for your bull. This can be a very. Idon't intend to tell Alex about anything which happened, or didn'thappen there, if that's what you're worried about."I hesitated, "Thank you, but that's not my point, I'm embarrassed formyself, making a fool of myself in front of you."He looked surprised. "Jamie, you didn't make a fool of yourself. Youwere lonely and tired and maybe a bit scared, you wanted some company, Ithink. That's all. I liked you, still do, and if that's all it ever is,then I'm happy. What nearly happened doesn't. Carol was ensconced in her small office, an office she'd requested to be made available for her when she won the class presidency (no one had run against her), when I began my seduction. I walked in one day and asked, "What are you planning for the Christmas dance?" I don't know, our next meeting is tomorrow," she answered, startled by my presence and obviously not interested in hearing any ideas if they came from me."The girls and I were thinking of a formal dance," I suggested, although the.