He would push her onto her hands and knees, and would rub his swollen cockhead up and down her pussy, teasing her until she cried in frustation. Only ...hen would he fill her, shoving his meat into her, making her cry out at the sudden and rough evasion.But he would have no mercy, he would be relentless.He would take her from behind and watch as her chubby ass cheeks wiggled and bounced against his thrusting hips. He would spank her full, luscious globes until her ass was high red. Yes, she would. I noticed that she had asked "But how did it make you feel?" on mine. I thought for a moment, and wrote my answer. "Some of the smells were mildly unpleasant. The visual and tactile parts helped satisfy my curiosity. It made me feel the way I do after any other reasonably good class demonstration of something."She wasn't going to like that.She was saying that we would be going into stimulation and arousal. She said that the most intense arousal, especially for women, required interaction. I was horney and sad at the same time. I was aroused and depressed at the same time. I was happy to be naked and proud of my walk but ashamed of my thoughts. I was confused, I missed my parents but hated them for deserting me years before. I was glad I had the experience with Dawn and Amyee but concerned why I had these feelings. I wondered why I did not like men……or bozo annoying men at least. And I had to take a leak. I had no intention of sitting in the surf and no desire to ‘exhibit’ . I. I reminded myself that she really might be able to see if I was lying or not.“First, I don’t see you as ugly; and I haven’t made any move on you, because I have a hunch that you would not have liked it.”After a moment she nodded - and smiled. Well, almost smiled. She probably was the most serious person I’d ever known.We were then interrupted by the waitress who brought us our appetizers combined with some crisp cider for Linnea and a beer for me. As soon as Alva had heard about my plan, she.