Most of the time when we do this it takes like half an hour and she doesn’t stick her finger or her tongue inside my butthole, just smells and plays...with the outside like this. She told me a long time ago, when I was just a little kid, she always loved to smell me when I was a baby. The talcum powder, my hair, even my baby breath. She’s one of those people who like candles for their smell, and those fancy soaps they sell at fairs and festivals, and potpourri (hey Deedee, see, I even know how. Then I got undressed and lay in bed, thinking about having a wank but hoping and praying the evening wasn’t yet over.After ten minutes there was a knock on the door.“Yes?” I said.“Does that mean ‘come in’?” said her slightly uncomfortable voice.“Come in,” I said.She wasn’t wearing the clothes she had had on earlier, but a thin cotton thing with buttons up the front. Sexy it wasn’t, but no substantial barrier either. I could discern no bra.Honey lay beside me on the bed and we kissed. My cock. The next big blush is really redX-rated movie you are in, my sweet sexy sub. Behind all mirrors are cameras cutie. Such a shock for SaphYou are about to become sexy star of high level lesbian porn for me. I own the rights to our sexy shoot!Sure sexy great Gab is right. Sweet Saph cheeks turn quickly to cute crimson, like her bums from spanksHoly heart. It can't be true! Why are you doing this to me? I can't be a porn star. My dad would die!Oh, please my dear, can we keep this sexy shooting our. “I won’t go into everything that followed, for the next couple of weeks, but I had an epiphany. I had certainly had good sex before. I had friendship. But I had never been cherished. That’s what he did for me, and I learned a new level of love.”“He also played tour guide. At one point, I told him that I was amazed by the number of monuments and their ostentatiousness. It was very un-Canadian.“He did point out that I had never been to Ottawa, but agreed that monuments there were much smaller.”.