"Mmm, yes. I think a girl might be interested in that." It had been several days since her husband last made love to her, and almost a full two weeks ...ince he had really given her what she loved: a hard fucking, a mix of slowed, deep strokes and hurried, slammed thrusts into her. That was what she really loved, she half thought to herself as she felt her eyes descend down Derek's tux jacket, and fall on the crotch of his black dress slacks. What had it been? A month? No, almost a month and a. I can only hope she's on the pill.”Still in disbelief, Daniel asked, “did you like it?” Peter answered without hesitation. “Yes, I did.”Daniel continued to hold him, then asked the inevitable question. “Which is better; boy love or girl love?” Peter didn't reply at first; he was thinking. “It's not a matter of which is better; it's just different. She felt different, smelled different. It's kind of like hugging your mom and dad. It feels good either way, but it's just different,” he tried his. ‘You see, Ed, people change, life changes them.’ Knowing that more was coming, I kept quiet, slightly stroking her boobs, the movement evoking an automatic hum of contentment from my bedmate. ‘An old James Bond movie was on TV the other night,’ she said. ‘I only caught a few minutes of it, but I think it was Goldfinger. A very young Connery, Sean Connery, was playing Bond, James Bond. In this scene he’s getting some champagne for a female he’s about to seduce. He says something like ‘Dom. 30PM in my house as she wants to know something about her entrance exams.I left to home but I could not forget the moment. I was very much tensed actually when i kissed and hugged her. This thing was revolving in my mind and I was desperately waiting for her. She came late by half-an-hour. As usual we went on terrace,with lot of joy I hugged her again. Now i can feel her breast and her erected nipples.She came closure to me as every inch of our front portion touching with each other. And after.