I could feel the resistance of a previously unopened cunt but, as I was not yet fully erect, I was able to insinuate his head into that beautiful litt...e gap. The pressure gripping my prick was intense, nearly making me cum there and then. I had to grip and constrict it at the base to stop ejaculating.On entering her secret world, she had begun to push down harder against me, making small bouncing movements up and down. I realised that instinct had now taken over her control and continued to. Our game started the day I met you, the day your scent first surrounded me, your fleeting touch made goosebumps ripple along my skin. It is a game I have learnt to play well over the years. A lover’s game lies in the shivers and moans, the small retreats and the softening of muscles, the change of taste and texture on your lover’s skin. I watch the tremble over your skin as my fingers stroke, as if in accident, down your sensitive neck when I help you out of your coat. It is my first indication. My friends tried to cheer me up by takingme out to bars and strip clubs and by hooking me up with sexy availablewomen, but while they only saw Gina as a short, sexy, sensual woman, shewas much more than that to me. I loved the way she could change any darkmood into one of hope and mirth. I loved the way she'd always find asilver lining no matter how dark the cloud it surrounded. I loved howshe could look at any failure as simply an opportunity to improve.Eventually most of my friends gave up. With some, it's like being thrown into the deep end of the pool and told to swim for your life." Cassie giggled."Liz!" I had to laugh a little, too. But Liz wasn't the only one I felt out of my depth with. It was Samantha's pussy I craved to lick. And Courtney. And Jennifer. And I sincerely hoped no one knew about what Rose and I did. Or did after we didn't. Or something."I'm not going to respond to that. For all I'll ever tell you, Liz and I don't do anything you and I don't do." Okay. I'm.