So ye got talking more and more about the business and you were enjoying the convo when all of a sudden she arched back a bit and spilt the glass of w...ne over herself, she made excuses and went to the kitchen and you followed her in and asked he was she ok she said she was good a bit embarressed about it and you told he no its ok, she cleaned herself up and ye went back into the room and sat down on the couch you noticed everytime you were talking to her she was looking into your eyes and she. I then searched his back crack for his hole. It was a bit rough and bumpy to the touch, different than the tight skin around it so I knew I was in the right spot."Oh, yes, push your finger in, way in and move it in and out!" he groaned. OK, I thought. No hesitation now, and I pushed in. There was a little bit of pressure against it at first and then it slipped in easily. He began rocking his hips more vigorously now against my finger and grinding his cock into my mouth. In short order he. Marie had created a male persona: a young soldier named Bob who was fighting the war in Turkey, fleshing him out with a picture of a handsome jarhead she found online and a musclebound avatar in the virtual world. Crystal had jumped at him, and they had sent steamy text messages back and forth. Marie counted in her head; they had had cybersex about a dozen times by now. She knew what made a woman feel good, so her descriptions of their virtual sex had been particularly... effective. Often she. "Well, I wouldn't say never..." I said, smiling at her. I could tell she was in one of her playful moods."I thought so..." She looked back at the girls on the TV. "So that's what you do all night...sit here and watch porn?" No, not always," I answered, pouring the drinks. "Do YOU ever watch it?" Sometimes," she admitted, winking again. "So when you watch it, do you ever jerk off?"I was taken aback by the question and looked up at her. She was smiling at my slyly. I didn't know quite how.