She also had pet names for each tit, nipple and even her ample lovely backside. But Insoon discovered that once my fingers or tongue was working their...magic on her body all that silliness disappeared and of course familiarity would eventually melt her inhibitions so I had patience in that respect. She wouldn,t fuck me then, insisted I ask her to marry her before even thinking about full intercourse, but she had no qualms about sucking my cock and loved the taste of my semen so I was fairly. My brain didn’t work that way, and me being the social dud that I was, I wasn’t inclined to initiate further action on my own. It would have to be completely up to her, but she never even dropped a hint of any further desire on her part. At least, I don’t think she did. Or maybe she did and I just missed it. That was a distinct possibility, given how clueless I could be in picking up subtle human signals.Then our, um, “relationship” turned in a sharply different direction. On the last day of. It was time to let Mom take over, so I did a little departure scene for the blobs.I hadn't done it well. Not badly, in that all the points we'd wanted to achieve had been made, but clumsier than they should've been. I think because I hadn't spent enough time with Donna over the last year. I'd spent more than three months away from my family, and even when I'd returned, it'd been as Ron and always worried that my behavior was being observed. Donna had changed a lot over that time, and I hadn't. I would just love to hear your voice."I sit staring at her number. This is a big step - more personal information exchanged. Hearing each other's voices makes this very real. Do I want to go here? The alcohol in me has lowered my self-control and I dial her number."Hello," a lovely voice answers. There is a sexiness to it that conjures up more inappropriate thoughts in my head."Hi, Cassie. It's David." David! Oh my goodness! Okay. Okay. I am a little nervous. Bear with me."I chuckle, "It's.