Not with Bryce, certainly - he was a nice enough guy, but he was just a means to an end at that point. No, I fell in love with sex. I had a pussy ephi...any, a clitoral conversion, a sort of Grafenberg-giddyness took over and suffused my whole body with a feeling of universal joy. I realized then and there that my role in the cosmos was not just to be a beautiful, charming, well educated woman, who, perhaps, someday would be a wife and mother. No, my role, in addition to that, would be to bring. Her husband of three months was out drinking with pals instead of being with her. She’d really gotten into “fucking”, as she now bravely called it, and hadn’t had any today. Her husband’s ‘shine was ok if mixed with orange juice and she was a bit juiced up herself when he staggered in the door, followed by a young man she didn’t recognize. Before she could protest her husband announced loudly and slurred, “This here’s Tommy he ain’t got a place to stay I gotta piss!”That sprang her into action. He looks into my eyes as he explains, "I'm not the kind of person who would just pick one of my fans from the crowd and have my way with her and never remember her. She has to be special and have a certain look in her eyes. And you, my dear, have that look."For the first time since he entered the room, I find my voice: "I'm not quite sure what to say to you. There are so many things I want to say and ask, but I'm not sure where to begin." Then just tell me the truth, are you married?"I shake my. She turned to me and placed her lips over mine. I opened her lips with mine and took control of her tongue tasting her saliva every action of my lips found an equal response from hers.We became passionate as if both of us were lovers and kissed wildly till we exhausted of all our saliva then I asked her if she was ready to see what I can do. She said yes just do it don’t ask me please then I made her sit on sofa while I was kneeling down in front of her.I asked her to put both of her legs on my.