Oh, he would not be on hand to note what were technical advances and how advanced they were, but an observant messenger could look around and report b...ck on what had been seen. Someone seeing a steam engine would only be able to describe the metal framework and the steam and heat and motion; but that would spell ‘steam engine’ to John, so any adequate description of something seen would have clues to indicate what kind of advance it constituted.John capitulated. “I would need to go to the coast. ‘Am I a fool to stand by while someone else shares it? … …. that’s the question,’ he said, ‘or am I going to hate myself one day?’ I laid my cheek against the top of his head and drew my arms around his neck, pulling him close to by breasts. He touched my mound with his fingers and toyed with the soft cushion of hair under my panties. I knew it looked sexy the way the dark triangle showed though the translucent panty and probed through the little panel of lace. It felt good to have his fingers. Then Tanis rides my face until she’s cleaned out again, and we return to our office duties.It’s the only way to work! Tanis reminds me of the first dominant girl I ever had—her nickname was Chlamydia, because of an unfortunate incident in 9th grade? and we had this really odd relationship. We would get into fights over who was tougher, and she always knew she could make me cry. When we were kids, she’d wrestle me onto the ground and twist my arm behind me, telling me to say uncle?And it was. “Oh, honey, easy!” My mind had only just gotten wrapped around the idea of penetration—I hadn’t made it to the idea of being fucked yet.The delicate flesh around my asshole flowered open as he began to pull back, easing almost all the way out of me. I felt the tip of him, the ridge which had felt so impossible, easing out, and then back in.“Slowwwww.” My thighs shook. “Ohh honey, please, please.”He was moving now, in and out of my ass. “Oh, it’s so tight. Charlie your ass is so tight!”“Do you.