" He responded, obviously lying."Good, let me introduce you to little Maggie here, or as she likes to be called, princess" all the while finger squirm...ng in between the lips of my formally innocent vagina that I had only ever played with getting me wetter, breathing harder. "Well I know Ron was rude to you earlier princess, but how about we start new and shake hands, he is my nephew and is going to be running this place one day."I walked forward hoping the invading finger would stop, and for a. “You should have seen him when he was younger. He was a damn hot babe back then. Though I must admit he wears his maturity well,” Phil replied as his eyes also drifted up and down Dick. “He hates being called Dick in his female form and insists we call him, Ricky.”“We called him Tricky Ricky because he was the biggest flirt you had ever met. He comes up to you, lifts those udders up into your eyes and mesmerises you. I don’t think I have ever met anyone that could say no after that.”“They. When I entered Lynda just deep enough to press against her hymen, she winced in pain as her channel attempted to dilate for me.It is the dilating, the stretching of the canal (when the maidenhead doesn't) that causes the pain, so delaying this process is a disservice, in my mind.Quickly, while pressing my lips to one of Lynda's wonderful "c" cup breasts, I hunched myself hard inside her.She started to say my name, but it came out as, "Oh, Rickeeeeeeeeeee."I stopped and held still while Lynda's. She turned around and immediately smiled when she recognized who was the guy and she invited him to join us. Then she introduced him to me as Clark, an old friend.He seemed to be a really nice guy. We had a few more drinks and pretty soon I had to go to the bathroom. When I got back they were still talking very close… Clark’s hand was on my wife’s leg…Soon was the Clark’s turn to use the bathroom and while he was gone I asked my sweet wife if this was the same Clark she had told me about some.