Nobody tells me anything anymore. I assume Geoff knows all about it?” “Well yeah. That's why Jerome asked for my help. Apparently, Geoff is going ...o be away that weekend. He has some kind of work thing on.” “What the fuck? When was he planning on telling me any of this?” “I really am sorry, sis. I assumed you knew.” “Oh, it's not your fault, Ben, but those two will be getting a stern talking to later.” I was really pissed off at the pair of them for not telling me what was going on and what the. Soon, all she had on was a navy blue push-up bra and matching boys shorts. She looked so hot! I embraced her tightly and began passionately kissing her, moving her to the bed. I laid her down so her hips were almost off the bed. Watching her, I took off my shirt and threw it to the floor before running my hands up both her legs to her thighs and then around her waist. I started kissing her legs and slowly worked my way up to her thighs then pulled her boy-shorts down. She had a nicely trimmed. I have special ones like Liz Hurley, Elle McPherson, Halle Berry, maybe one I spotted on the street. I fantasize only about women, and they give me pleasure.I'm not sexually attracted to men. But once when I was very young and inexperienced, a sexual predator took advantage of me, and to this very day, I ask myself: "Why did I let it happen?" First, let me explain, readers (and I'm assuming most of you are far younger than I), that when I was 21, most young women, and most young men, were. I couldn’t keep quiet and was soon groaning my pleasure quite vociferously. Henry understood the signs and his hand soon located my clit. His fingers were playing with and manipulating my little button as he fucked me harder and deeper. “Oh yes Henry! You’re making me cum! You’re making me cum! Oooooooooh!” I shouted as climaxed hard, my legs shaking and buckling. Henry’s hand and arm were under my tummy, supporting me, as he continued humping me until I fell silent having been comprehensively.