.. The bottom of my bikini seemed to rub against his manhood, and he was loving it. He was moaning, closing his eyes... I was feeling filled with his ...ock, not that big, but big enough for me to feel filled.And he knew how to use it. I was moaning with him as good as I was about, not able to let anything else out of my mouth. Next to me, it was hard to know what was happening. There were some movements, some moaning, but the pleasure he was building inside me didn't let me concentrate enough.I. This session will also feed another of my fantasies. I get to be an audio voyeur while my favorite sister fucks my favorite Dominant. I will enjoy it too." Holy shit! My god, you're wilder than me now." I've had a good teacher. Go find out!"Veronica spent a few hours listening to the session. She grinned with delight at what she heard, even taking out her vibrator a couple of times to secretly join the fun. .......................And fun it was for two years, transforming this anxious, insecure. )I’m burning, yearning gently turning round and roundI’m always rising up I never want to come back downYou and I were meant to fly higher than the cloudsWe’ll sail across the sky, so come with meAnd you will feel that we’re soaringThat we’re floating up so high‘Cause you and I were meant to fly, fly(Brad’s skin tingled as Abby hit the highest notes of the song.)You and I were meant to fly higher than the cloudsWe’ll sail across the sky, so come with meAnd you will feel that you and I were. I poured a full glass and offered her some, and we shared that glass like some kind of right of passage, and the continuing sequence of sharing intimate activities, kissing, showering, love making, nudity, playing, all together seemed in that moment to coalesce into that singular act of both drinking from the same cup, to break us through somehow to another, higher level of unity. Following me seemed no great challenge to her as it might have been. I pulled the little hand towel away and drew.