Lisa and I were in that exploratory stage of our relationship -- that stage where everything is brand new and exciting. I couldn't wait to see what wa... in store for me when I arrived home. Lisa liked to play dress-up. She had a collection of apparel that made me want to tear from her body. She was a petite little thing, just 5' 4" with a small waist and B-cup breasts that were capped by long nipples that begged to be sucked, bitten and twisted. She kept her bush trimmed short and shaved where. . have been reading naughty books...”“And watching naughty movies!” Beatrice said, her voice so chipper and happy that it startled a laugh from him. Her hands went to his hips and then shoved him forward. Her wasp body felt definitely a bit stronger, in terms of the upper body, than her moth form. But she still hadn’t really fixed the mass difference – after all, she was still able to fly. The end result was that her shove sent her skidding backwards away from him, like pushing against a wall.. It felt like I should be in a classroom giving a lecture. She asked me questions like how many strokes it was going to take for me to give her an orgasm. Should she be looking for a specific size penis based on her body weight? God, she was taking notes while I tried to have sex with her. I totally lost it. I’m sorry, but I could not perform, if you know what I mean.”Despite the seriousness of the situation, I had to laugh. “It’s okay, Bill. I understand your frustration. Mom can be overly. They both stared at him, then at each other, then back at him.It was Diana who spoke first, "Both of us. You have been courting both of us?" Yes, well, yes," he said, silently cursing himself not having planned beyond the announcement, "And you both accepted. After all, I can afford it."This broke the ice and they both laughed."You kept that very quiet," said Diana to her daughter."We didn't want to upset you," said the girl, "But you never breathed a word." A mother doesn't tell her daughter.