It was questions she wanted answering one day.There was a stunned silence.Jim sat and thought, then he slowly placed his finger on her lips, she knew ...o stay silent as he quietly began to talk. He was researching stuff for a big sex article, hence the ‘fiestas,’ if he had known a few magazines would have opened her long term sexual coffers he would have had her read them months ago, and yes he was frustrated too. She began to speak but thought better of it as he went on that as long as she. She gave him her number and he invited her to his house for a party. She said there were guys, gals, alcohol, d**gs and music. At the first party she got drunk and high. He was dancing with her hold her close and asked if she was horny and wanted to get fucked. She told she has been ready for hours. He led her to a bedroom and pushed her down and pulled her dress up and fucked her. He shot a load in her pussy and then asked if she wanted more. She told him yes. She thought he was going. Removing her fingers from the now open orifice, she applied more gel and then guided him in. Momentarily, Katherine tensed with my stalk halfway into her throat. Then she closed her eyes, relaxed and began to concentrate on her first authentic arse fuck. To his credit, Petruccio was brilliant. Long though he may have anticipated this experience, he reined in the desire he must have felt, fucking the tight opening with loving sensitivity, gently exploring the depth to which she could take him. Her hand slick with lube sliding up and down.He found himself staring at women's hands a lot more, imagining them slowly masturbating him. In just ten days he had gone from never thinking about hands at all to seriously fetishizing them.At the same time, the frustration was making him strangely eager to please every woman he talked to. He went out of his way to be extra polite to them all. It attacked a few comments from his coworkers"You certainly are cheerful today" It's almost Friday", said.