She then asked me what I had been doing in school so late. I told her about my swim, just about doing laps. Not how far. ‘What will you do with the ...est of your evening?’ she asked ‘I’ll go home and have a light meal and…Oh damn!’ I said. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asked smiling. I tried to look forlorn and laughed, ‘Nothing in the frig, I’ll have to stop and get something. What about you?’ She laughed, ‘I’m going to Gitano’s,’ looking at me like I knew what she was talking about. ‘Gitano’s?’ I asked.. But no sooner does he do this then he slips a finger inside me and reaches up and back for my G spot. I didn’t even knew he was aware that I had one! On his touch my back stiffens and I squeeze his finger in grateful thanks with my pelvic floor. Right, so if he is going to push boundaries and show me something new, so am I. I pull off the slip, and move my head to his by now resplendent erection and take his ample glands in my mouth.He loves blow jobs. No, more than that. He totally adores. " (Actually, memories don't work that way, but I was just a novice at the time.) "But with these two, someone organized their memories so they fit in a small tightly packed area. There isn't any space between the memories. Then they must have copied other people’s memories into the empty space, packing them just like the originals. But I can't figure out how to switch them. It's almost as if they are only storing the memories and never plan to use them." "What are the other personalities like?". " I can't help it. You are teasing me so good. How do you know how to do that?" I am just doing you like I want to be done."At some point Amy slipped the tip of her girly-cock inside of my virgin asshole. She was so patient, and she massaged my hole so good, that I didn't quite realize when she had first pushed inside. She rubbed my back, my hips, and my ass while she worked the tip of her strap-on dildo into me. I felt so relaxed that I pushed back on to her shaft."Oohhhh fuck, baby. I can't.