My finger slides in, slowly, and I watch your face for signs of pain as it goes. You groan as my hand comes to rest against your butt, my finger gentl... probing against your prostate. I know that facial expression, and it doesn't indicate pain."After a few minutes of gently thrusting into you with my finger, I pull out. You whimper "please...", until you feel something else pressing up against your anus. I wonder if you can tell by feel that it is plastic, because you pull away from me,. Then I went back to the more subtle feather. She was squirming as I feathered her open pussy and licked along her inner thighs."Oh, Damon, you've just got to fuck me, I'm so hot, so horny. I want you to fuck me right now, I can't wait," she pleaded. I knew she was loving it. I'd put her through four orgasms already and she wanted more. I knew she did too."Phil and Hank are on their way over, they both know I've got you tied to the bed and they can't wait to fuck you." You didn't? They're really. A bientot!”Tom’s mother just looked at him as he spoke and smiled. She was glad he had come with them and didn’t mind for one moment that he wanted to find his own space for a while. This was, after all, his very first visit to a nudist resort of any description... “A big step for my little boy!” she mused to herself... “Ma grand ‘omme” she corrected quietly.As Tom headed away from the car his mother smiled again at him and just said, “A bientot” to him too. As she said this Tom observed her. This story is also for your listeners, if you should find it acceptable. I hope they enjoy hearing your wonderful voice tell it as much as I have enjoyed writing it for you.Finally, this story is for my own small group of readers. As it is not very similar to previous stories I have published online, it may not be terribly well received, but such is the risk of departing from well-traveled territory.It wasn't until recently that I noticed it, a bass note, underneath, a tone with which my sexual.