” Tim scooted down the bed to gain full access between her still-quivering thighs. He slid his tongue between her pussy lips, felt for her clit wi...h his mouth. He gently sucked on it, making her eyes roll back in her head.“Mmy God, that’s good….” She was rising along the climax rollercoaster, feeling her body respond to the movements of his tongue. He slipped his index finger inside her, massaging her G-spot like the first time they made love. Grace surrendered to the double stimulation. ‘Well, I think we should both be comfortable,’ she said seductively. She got off the bed and went over to the dresser. Topless in tight blue jean shorts she looked as magnificent from behind as she did from the front. She turned and took off her earrings and placed them in some kind of jewelry dish and still watching me unfastened her jeans and with some effort worked them down to the floor and stepped out of them. She kept her small cream colored bikini panties on and I lay there mesmerized. It is going to hurt briefly but feel amazing after that,” I instructed. I’m scared,” Ruth answered. “I know, I promise you will enjoy this. You obviously masturbate. Intercourse is ten times better than masturbation,” I said as I fondled her huge melons again. She straddled the lounge and was slowly lowering herself on to my throbbing cock. I grabbed her and pulled her down quickly. She gasped, winced then she relaxed. Her green eyes were even bigger through her thick black framed glasses. . Yes, I know, last night was definitely too much, too fast. Still, it felt... right. Morgan and I had something between us, and it wasn't just physical compatibility. No, it wasn't the soulmate, finish-each-other's-sentences thing that Maddie and I shared, but it was something... comparable. Apples and oranges, if you would. If Maddie and I had stayed together, I would have never considered exploring it, but as it is... I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I'm not a romantic. I don't.