"You do love it. Like me. Likeany woman, you crave it! I've so wanted you to know first hand howwomen feel! Why we love it! You have no idea how ...atisfying this is!How exciting. So no more talk, sweetheart, tonight it all becomes real!After tonight, I promise you, you'll never look back! After tonightwe'll live together in an altogether new way, much closer, forever andever!"I lay there in the afterglow, accepting as a fact that I'd just beenfucked as if by a man, in my imagination. ‘I’m sure you’re just having a bad day,’ I said to him with a sarcastic smile as we passed. I took a few practice swings, and then stepped up to the plate. I looked at the pitcher and quietly said, ‘Nice slow lob, right over the plate.’ The pitch came in — and I missed it. I guess there was a reason I spent most of my time warming the bench. The catcher grumbled, ‘What the fuck?’ before he tossed the ball back to the mound. One more time. Nice and slow, right over the plate. You won’t believe. Loved me to fuck then come over the next day to clean my cock, getting the taste of old cunt when he did so. Married but his wife didn’t suck, which is a shame. Swallowed. D – This was a suprise. An old workmate I met in a bar. Blonde hair, miniskirt, boots and a tshirt. After a few drinks I could hardly resist. Lovely smooth pussy, and big soft tits with small hard nipples. Tits were just right, just caught them before they started to sag. Fucked her at night and in the morning pushed her head. Sonya helped Gail off with her coat and stood behind her gently massaging her shoulders.Oh thank you Sonya, said Gail. It was a long drive.Troya leaned forward and kissed Gail sweetly. Well you are here now. Let us make you feel more comfortable and kissed her deeply, passionately.Oh my. These two women are so sexy. I’m not a lesbian but this feels wonderful, thought Gail.Sonya began massaging Gail’s large breasts as Troya continued r****g her mouth with her tongue. Gail moaned loudly and Sonya.