I’m a little different, I need REAL porn. Or it just doesn’t work. REAL, not staged, not complete BS, not fake tits and fake orgasms, but REAL. Al...o, I can’t watch/read the same things over and over, if I’ve seen it, it won’t work again. So here I am, putting my true story out there, hoping it will inspire some of my fellow sick friends to post their stories. Some background: I am young, got married young. This, and maybe more depending on feedback, story(ies) is(are) about me and my Ex-wife.. " Brianna sat up, trying not to sound accusative. "I thought you'd told them." I keep meaning to, but... how the hell do you bring that up in conversation. I couldn't do it on the phone." What about at Christmas?" I... we were..." she twisted on the spot for a minute, then looked up, drying her eyes. "I should have done it then, I know, but... it's so hard." It's easy. 'Mum, I like girls, what's for dinner?'" Really? How did you tell your parents?" Well... it was kind of taken out of my hands.". Unfortunately all the nipple whipping in the world will not put a condom on those guys’ dicks before they came in your ass. I’m more surprised that you aren’t hugging me for including you so deeply in Delilah’s training. Training that will bring her closer to God. Remember Him?”Doctor Hooker was a little perturbed at his fiancée and it was showing in his words. He meant every one of them though. If his fiancée was as repentant as she’d claimed, she would accept his decision. If not, then.... The girls slid next to "their" men and started kissing. Both guys wrapped their girl in their arms. The lovemaking was more comfortable this night. The girls were still excited and full of wonder and doubts. But the men, having once been married, and having had sex with the girl before, were relaxed as they slowly made love. They both took their time, teasing and kissing, touching and licking, as the girls slowly rose higher and higher towards a climax. Both girls were panting with desire when.