Her parents were very Christian and she had learned that doing something like that was a sin. Liz never really bought into a religion that much, thoug... she didn’t have anything against it, she just felt it wasn’t right for her. But she would still go to church and follow what they said because it made her parents happy and kept her out of Hell, though she wasn’t sure if she believed in such a place.Because of that, Liz had never played with herself, not even once, but something was stirring in. "Howie," she whispered, "You still feel hard inside me, why don't you try pulling out some, not all the way out, then pushing back in, just do that over and over."I began doing it as she had said and the feeling was incredible. Oh, so wonderful."Yes, yes, Howie, that's very nice, oh, yes, you make me feel very good doing that. Does it feel good to you?" Oh, Gram, this is better than anything. I'm feeling like I did a few minutes ago, it's just wonderful." Mmm, oh, Howie, just go a little. The entire experience had edged me for almost an hour. I was fuck drunk. We kissed and fondled each other for another few minutes before I got up, got undressed, and got a damp towel for the both of us. After I got back into bed, we kind of both decided that it was time to talk. “Are you still afraid?” I started. We were lying on our sides face to face. “No, for some reason I’m not.” Helen’s cock had disappeared a few minutes after I had cum, it had simply slowly deflated and returned to a. I think we could be great together; but, it just has to be only the two of us. Do you understand?”Robert told her he would like very much to give things a try. She promised not to rush him and he agreed to let what was going to happen, happen in a natural fashion.Robert took it slow with Tiffany which turned out to be fine with her, for a while. They had moved onto some heavy petting, but no sex after a month of dating. Frankly, Tiffany was getting a little more than worked up and was going to.