. are like ... beautifully wrapped packages of pretty ribbons and bows ... and inside are intricately unique prizes to release and interact with. I gu...ss I’ve become a kind of sex fiend, every new lover is a carnival, every old lover is a cherished piece of me. Um ... the business? Well, ... I used to hang around the nightclubs to meet other girls but I got so tired of the mob scenes. It gets real crazy in there, some women even get into fights over you.” That brought a smile to Dana, she knew. .” “You don’t think he can be sensitive enough not to hurt me?” “It’s more about knowledge, I guess. Experience. I mean–” he said, his eyebrows lifting up in that way they do when he’s feeling exuberant, I love the way it lifts his eyes so wide open– “all of my queenie take-it-in-the-ass bona fides notwithstanding, it’s a crap shoot out there.” I matched his eyebrow-arching, with as much irony as mirth. “Pun acknowledged, but not intended–” “Bullshit. Pun totally intended,” I shot back. “But–”. “Uh, well, last Saturday we rode out east of town. Maybe this week we could ride west.” replied Toby.Jessica nodded at this. “Uh, maybe take a ride around Culverin Hill and back again?”Toby mentally figured distances and nodded. “Sure, we can do that.” He hit the switch on the door opener and scooted out as the door descended. “Lead the way, Mom.”Jessica climbed onto her bicycle and adjusted her safety helmet, then kicked off and pedaled down the driveway. Her sons gave her a few moments then. Omg! I thought, I am touching this guy's cock and I don't even know him. Scott was the only boy I've ever messed around with but Vern was built and hung like a real man.He placed his hand, which was a lot bigger than mine, over my hand and we started stroking his cock. He let go and leaned his head back to enjoy it. I started really getting into it and thought of the many times I used to jerk Scott off while we watched tv or when I slept over.Vern leaned back over and said," I wanted you to do.