She then changed tactics and slowly withdrew the finger until just the tip was inside me, only to thrust the entire digit back in to the hilt! Was I g...tting finger banged by my girlfriend!? and was I enjoying it!?She continued with this motion for sometime when I heard and felt more lube being applied. More pressure on my bunghole, was that a second finger? She began working both fingers all the way out, and then back in, applying more lube every several strokes. Then something changed! She. " came the voice of the auctioneer.'The Great American Auto Show and Auction' was over. It had been a very long and successful week for the show's promoters with over a million visitors attending but it was time for the real work to begin.The various automobiles that had been on display had covered almost 16 square acres of land. The Convention Center itself had hosted over one-hundred and seventy-five separate displays from a wide variety of automobile parts and accessory manufacturers.The. While she was away making the coffee, I looked around the room. There was an absence of the usual run of family photos that I would have expected to see, and her bookshelves contained a range of subjects, from gardening to comparative religion. When she came back I asked her about these and told her that that had been an interest of mine at one stage. “What made you lose interest?” she enquired. “Oh, I just realized that since all religions were just an attempt by man to explain his existence. ..wow you...” he trailed off.”What?” I begged. "You taste good", He smiled. I didn't know how to take it....I mean He's not my boyfriend...or...is he? I’ve never had a boyfriend before...shit. We sat there staring at each other. I think the mixed expressions of surprise, fear, relief, and confusion on our face let us know how the other felt...this was indeed a brand new relationship. I grabbed his hand and moved forward, towards him. "So...we're boyfriends now?" I asked, uncertainly..