Believe me.Alone again. Who am I today? I laugh, and a girls fluttering noise tumbles from thick lips. I rub them together and lick out with my tongue...tasting the sticky red coating. My mind bounces about my skull because I'm scared I like it now. A bedroom, pink and white, dresser, a mirror. I fall the first time I leave the bed - not badly, just enough to tell me my legs are asleep, and my ass - is different. Still on all fours I reach a hand back, seems to take forever. it's big and round. ” I declared. An excited grin formed across his face as he started to probe me with his index finger. Honestly it started to be uncomfortable to pressure of his thick index finger as it moved in and out. His warm wet mouth on my nipple suckling hard as he kept pushing further and further inside of me. “I can’t believe how tight you are, I haven’t been with a virgin in a long time. I’m forty-nine years old baby, let me give you a bit of a rest. So we can move into my bedroom, it would be more. “Of course, my sweet little slut.”Emmy purred. She loved when he called her that, as crazy as that might sound. How could she not? The way he said it, it was clearly a term of endearment. It reminded her that she belonged to him, by her own choice.He removed the silver rings that she currently had adorning her nipples and replaced them with the gold cages that made her nipples protrude more prominently.“Well, what do you think?” Paul asked, his cock throbbing.“I think they look erotic as fuck!”. She broke the kiss, still holding herself against me, and looked me in the eye. I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I blushed, wondering desperately if she could feel my cock pressing against my trousers.?Wasn’t so bad, was it?? She said playfully.?Um, no, not bad at all,? I said.She smiled wider. ?High praise indeed,? she said. She reached up and brushed her fingers through my hair. ?You know Gary, you worry far too much.? And with that, she stepped back and walked away.And that’s how it was.