Be gentle. Rub the crack there with your finger. Now kiss me.” When his lips touched mine, I put a hand behind his head and held it. Opening my mout..., I pushed my tongue between his lips. His teeth blocked me for a second, then he let me in and he crushed his lips against mine. Our tongues touched and I shivered. His hand had stopped moving, so I put my hand over his and guided his fingers. I pushed his finger an inch into my hole, about as far as it would go with my panties on, and I moved it. ”“You wanted it hardcore,” I told her.“Oh, I’m not complaining. I was just wondering how you see me.” Her hand was moving up and down. I let my finger slide, teasing her entrance.“Perhaps I see you the way you presented yourself.”Meghan rubbed a thumb across my glans. “The fantasy was all yours.”“So how close did fantasy Meghan come to real Meghan?”Meghan gave a little squeeze. Pre-cum oozed from me. She rubbed her thumb across it. “What is this? Fantasy or reality?”“It feels very real to. More to the point, we gratefully, not to mention quickly, accepted her offer. But, my family had one more thing up their collective sleeve. David, my boyfriend of three years-going-on-eternity, was being invited to go to Vegas with the family. This was a huge concession on the parts of my grandmother and mother, both of whom knew that he and I lived together, but didn’t really like to think about what that might mean in terms of my Biblical virtue. This was no longer a little family. The quietness of the night lent itself to productivity for him and he enjoyed it; being up when most others were asleep. He didn’t sleep all day either, like some thought of him. He was most often up by eight o’clock, even when he went to sleep at four in the morning. Sleep wasn’t something that came very easily for him anyway so he figured why fuss around with it if it wasn’t going to happen. He would sleep when he was tired, sometimes he’d nap a bit during the hot, lazy part of the day. .