. well... who I am.Sorry about how I unevenly write, I'm just not used to it, but here we go!I... am adopted, I don't remember when or how I got here ...ut the bomb just dropped one day for me. My parents called me down and told me one day. I'd say I took it kinda well, I didn't cry or anything, don't even think I felt anything actually... I got numb and just... kept on living. Maybe it's due to the fact that my parents love me so much and that I don't know anything other than them as my parents,. I played tongued her clit and then moved down to tongue her hole sticking it in as far as I could. “I like that.” She told me. I made my way back to her clit and sucked it into my mouth creating a vacuum while I flicked it with my tongue. Then I inserted my middle finger and found her g-spot. Within minutes she was bucking her hips and moaning telling me “Don’t stop, I’m gonna come.”When she came I felt her pussy pulsing around my finger. She gasped and let out unintelligible grunts. I eased up. It's flowing in really easily ... more easily than usual for a first one." Maybe it's because you're so relaxed." Maybe ... Maybe it has something to do with buoyancy ... the water is supporting my abdomen." I sat on the edge of the tub and ran my hand along her thigh.I pinched the bag. "It is going fast ... you're almost done." I don't feel fullness ... not like I usually do. It must be the buoyancy of the bath water."I closed the clamp and reached down to retrieve the nozzle. "You are done.". Your background had shown through, and I was aware you had been taught that sex was dirty and only for the procreation of children. Now we had children, now we had no further sex life. Imagine my amazement when you started speaking of a co-worker. It seemingly took you months to lay what I learned was 'groundwork'. Over a lengthy time frame you introduced the idea that I should help this lady. She, as I said, was a co-worker who was a divorced mother of two grown children. Even though she was a.