Then I knelt down and took my first taste of her baby pussy. It was sweet but it was also very wet. She was almost dripping from her excitement. I had...done my job.I stood up and I kissed her again. Then I asked her if she truly wanted me to fuck her. She looked me right in the eyes, smiled, and said yes.I held my cock up to her puffy slit and poked the head up against her lips without poking it in. I asked her a second time if this was what she really wanted and it was. So without further ado I. She had painted one for me and I was excited to see it.My journey had begun in the dark on good well-lit roads. It was Halloween and the French radio station I was listening to was playing horror-themed songs. MJ's Thriller came on which I happily sang along to, and the next song had me belting out bad moon arising and there being trouble on the way. I was in such a great mood but terribly out of tune!As I reached a line in the song which forecast nasty weather, the rain began to pour down.As I. .." She shrugged. "It's no big thing; I'll kneel up and give a little demo -- you'll be right there, next to me. I'll show you a technique, then you practice it a while, and we move on to something else. It'll go a long way toward making sure that when you DO have to put up with another woman, she gets the back seat..."It was all so reasonable -- but I kept seeing Trini's lips around Gene's pretty new cock... "I probably don't need the class, really..." Well, why don't you show me, then? You. That was intensely insane.”I just smiled, delighted that she had enjoyed a new sensation quite so much. Soon Heather had recovered and was back to going through my box of toys. Out came ticklers, restraints, cock rings, all to Heather's amusement.Grabbing one, in particular, she exclaimed: “What the fuck is this?”I explained that she had in her hand an almost L-shaped curved, black silicone prostate massager. About six inches long and about four inches in diameter, it was perfectly designed to.