Last night was different; I got to see a part of you I don't often see, and I learned you can squirt. It's not good or bad, just different. I enjoyed ...atching you come; the look on your face was priceless."She kissed my forehead and squeezed me a little bit. "I only do that with a cock. I come really hard." I know," I laughed."That doesn't make my orgasms with you any less pleasurable, though. It's like you said; it's different."I rolled over and got on top of her, framing her face in my hands.. She came around the curve of the fountain, and he could see her eyes were a wonderful clear green, along with a bow of a mouth painted with a pink gloss. Those lips were curved upward in a smile as she looked at him. He smiled back in automatic response, drawn to her. She gestured to the seat beside him, May I sit down? Of course, he replied. I could smell your cigar and had to come over, she went on, I love the scent so much. Her eyes clouded briefly. It always reminds me of my dad, he’s been. Today was something new. Fred told me that she had asked him to invite two other friends of his. I knew one the guys from work. The other I had heard that he was a bartender in the next town. When Fred first told me that she had asked him to invite those other guys my mind started racing through all the things that could happen. All wild all fun. But I had to stop myself and remember she is both shy and wild and most of all she is all woman. Which means she will direct how the day will. She said that her age meant that it was becoming less likely that she would become pregnant, but she didn’t want another child, and wanted to decide herself how to avoid this happening. I said that I worried about the risk. She assured me that she was aware and was monitoring her body carefully so she knew when the risk of pregnancy was greatest. She was clear that she would make the decisions about her body. Despite my concerns, I found myself asking that if she were going to take any.