Pam's young, impressionable mind was racing along erotic paths. If Gypsy could lick her tits, why not the rest of her body? The idea made her cream."I...got more," she giggled hotly. "Ewwwww, lots more."She stepped back, almost falling into a pile of hay. Quick nervous fingers pulled at her jeans. In a flash, she had them off. Wearing only her pink cotton panties, her head in the clouds, Pam played out her erotic fantasy."I'm a virgin," she moaned, strutting around the barn, her hot excited eyes. Jack was pulling her shirt over her head; Jed unbuttoned her shorts and started to push them down. She was trying to help by lifting her arms so the t-shirt could come off and wiggling her ass and thighs so her shorts would fall to the floor. Jack pushed her bra up allowing her ample breast to fall free. Jed unclasped her bra from the back; it too was now free to fall to the floor as Ellen slipped her arms out of the straps. Jack was rubbing his hands from her ass to her crotch. He found her. I don't imagine they would tell us if they were.A real person having real sex is best.But somewhere in my wife’s discovery of really good pornography, she became a player. I don’t mean that she cheated but I mean she became promiscuous with me. These are the best of times. Now we have great orgasms, regularly, in all kinds of positions and all kinds of places. It's as if she finally realizes that giving and receiving good orgasms does not make her a bad person. It's as if she has given herself. He was brilliant, already on a doctoral program at his age but still pretty unsure of himself outside of his studies. His insecurity was driving him to be possessive, I discovered that as we talked further and I realized how I might become as much a personality therapist as a sex one.That was not all bad since I really didn’t know what to do with my life so I began doing a lot of reading. There is a lot of literature available on the Internet which I can cruise through a lot faster than waiting.