.Women are different and there are and will be discussions until God says the way it is and Her word is final. If you really want to be a friend with ... woman on here and maybe in real life, then tell the truth. Be honest. I am 58, half-asian, retired, and more on my profile. But I never lie to women here, no matter who they are. I may embellish myself or write stories that are true but updated, etc. but as far as relating to another human being. I try to be honest.If you are gay, tranny, etc.. Each member of Jamie's team hugged the wall and peered up the stair well as they began to climb. Turning the bend in the stairs, they could see the entrance to the next floor and they proceeded towards it. Jamie tapped one of the team and indicated that he should remain on the stairs to cover their rear. He led the other two into a corridor that mirrored the one below. There were perhaps twenty odd doors facing onto the corridor and all of them were shut. Nothing seemed to be moving and Jamie. “Oh god.” It is so easy to find your clit - It peeks from between your cunt lips waiting to be sucked. My tongue opens your little lips as it ploughs into you and slides upwards. Your clit throbs and I close my lips around it and suck while my tongue flutters gently over it. “Oh god oh god oh god OH GOD!” A wonderful mix of flavours coats my tongue, chocolate, cream, strawberry and cunt juice. “What are you doing with the banana?” My words are muffled by your thighs. “What should I do with. ”I was still kneeling between Britt’s legs when I had turned to the sound of her friend’s voice. Without warning, Rachel lunged at me, like a panther onto its prey. I fell backward with Rachel on top of me as Britt rolled out of the way. Rachel was in a frenzy. Our mouths found each other and she clamped a hand around my rocket. The acrid taste of Dwight’s ejaculate was still on her lips and tongue. I was surprised that I didn’t mind it. Rachel ground her vulva into my hip. Matching her.