That's what birth control, or more properly conception control has given us. A woman has some control over her own body, and believe me, it's a welcom... thing.I once talked with my Grandmother. She'd been a swinger when all they had available were condoms. Girls weren't supposed to use birth control. She was supposed to spend most of her life pregnant or recovering from a pregnancy. And Grandma's grandmother died in childbirth as she bore her twelfth child. In fact, that was the most common way. Ich bin bi und eher auf Frauen fixiert, aber mich hat das folgende sehr erregt und deswegen möchte ich es gerne mit euch teilen. Weiter unten noch ein paar Infos zu mir. Viel Spaß Man liegt im Bett mit IHM, hält sich im Arm, schaut sich tief in die Augen und küsst sich für eine ganze Weile >Dann spürt man die Wärme die zwischen seinem Schritt ausgeht >Man fragt ihn "ob man sich darum kümmern soll" >ER kann kaum ablehnen und man führt eine Hand in seine Hose >Man befummelt zum ersten Mal im. Now give me my phone!”I handed it to her with a groan. Then I turned and went back inside. I was irritated but I also had to shake off the urges I felt from being so close to her. I knew I had reached the next level of warnings about my low power levels because I could still feel the warmth of her body pressed to mine while she tried to get to her phone, and the scent of her perfume, though subtle, stuck with me as I put some distance between us. I had to think about something else. Anything. Her tongue darted into my mouth engaging mine. She kissed with fire and fury. Her alcohol content had suppressed all of her inhibitions. I reached up and took one of her C-sized tits in my hand and traced around the nipple. She moaned in my mouth and broke the kiss to open my pants."Fuck, you have such a great cock." Her mouth descended down on it. I reached over and pulled her dress up over her ass."Shit," I thought, "Sandy's not that much bigger in the ass than Heather." A wide plush ass,.