It was still a little painful, but the mix of it with the instant pleasure of the massager against my wet swollen cunt was perfect, and I knew I would...be coming for him soon. His finger was going deeper and I could feel it was getting easier for him. soon enough he had two fingers in and he stretching me wider and wider..I told him I was going to cum as the waves built up between my thighs, and as if it was an agreed signal, he turn the head of the masseger straight on and tried as if to push. He had, after all, and I was doing a very poor job of saving face. I swallowed hard, walking gently away from him and putting the creamer back in the fridge. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Oh darling, I may not have been the top of my class in school but I know what it sounds like and even what it looks like when a woman has an orgasm. You didn't do the best job of hiding it. You've gotten much better since my last visit," he prompted, causing me to look at him somewhat nervously.. I was surprised there being no evil taste, my tongue seeking the edges of the ring, even penetrating the tight muscle, wetting it and lubricating it for the finger we both knew would soon follow. She began to gabble a little, saying that “she had read that this was a perfect way to enjoy the sex without condom`s and the risk of pregnancy, and it was nearly as good as full sex!” Now think off this, I am a young lad who has just really discovered sex and all its fun and games, do you really. I was surprised they did all they did to you.”“They thought I was your husband, or at least your primary sex partner – that’s all I can figure,” I said looking over at her pretty face.“Well, I’ve been a good girl, so I don’t know anything about sex partners,” she said, biting her lip and looking at me quite lovingly.“Chelsea, if you want me to...”“Be quiet for a second, Tom – since I was fourteen years old, I’ve had feelings for you ... feelings I can’t seem to get out of my head.”“Chelsea, I.