Out of frustration, I soon discovered the internet. Yes, the internet, and all's it sexual possibilities. What a cornucopia of sexual delights. Someth...ng for everyone. No matter what your desires, you can find someone willing to share or display those desires somewhere on the internet. The kinkier the better. Everything and anything. Especially when the subjects included big tits and asses. My discovery of the kinkier side of the internet occurred about the time that my lovely lady began to. He fumbles a bit with the strap, and I pull my arms back and reach around to help him. He’s young after all, and bra hooks can be pretty diffi-Nevermind.I feel the bra loosen as he has expertly unhooked it one-handed. I forgot he’s been practicing on two girls for the past several weeks.I kiss him fiercely as I resume pulling his shirt up, and we break the kiss and he moves back as I pull his shirt up and over his head. We’re giggling and laughing as we drop his shirt and start pulling on mine.. On the way back we had dinner at a fabulous little restaurant. By the time I go back to the house I realised several things. Firstly, despite being part of a family, Justin had been a somewhat lonely child in a different way from you. He had high expectations placed upon him as the only son.Even at Hogwarts he had to keep up with his GCE studies so that when he was finished at Hogwarts he could take up his place at Oxford. I also discovered that he was good fun and he was so pleased to have. His fingers brushed against my asshole and then he pressed the tip of one finger to it hard, making me clench.“What?” he spoke hotly against my mouth. “You don’t want it? I’d make you feel good. Really good, Taylor.”I twisted, trying to get away from his probing finger.“Don’t, don’t, don’t.”He spoke even with his teeth in my lip.“Okay. Next time.”My stomach spun with the idea but he’d started moving again, forcing me into a fresh, urgent rhythm as his hands gripped my waist. Every time I sank.