"Good. I just thought you might need to stretch... or something."Crystal turned to him, her gaze level."Just because I acted like a fool last night do...sn't mean I'm a fool." You didn't act like a fool last night," he objected. "You acted like a woman, who needed something. I thought I gave it to you." Don't think you can just snap your fingers and I'll just hop in bed for you," she said. "I thought you wanted something deeper than that, anyway." I do," he said. He looked off down the street.. My face was so red, it felt as if it was going to catch fire. "Get up. Right now." she said. Confused, but still unable to speak, I stood up. "Good" she said, and walked to the door, shutting the shades and locking the door. Knowing that I had been watching her the entire time, she glanced back and me and grinned. She made her way back to me. "Now, take your pants, shoes, and socks off." "...Excuse me Ms. Grant, but what?" "Oh? So you can speak now? That's a bit of progress, but it's not much.. Remember, I promise this will feel really good." Cat pushed just a tiny bit, then pulled back. A little bit further, then back again. Continuing to repeat the process, she slowly penetrated deeper and deeper, continuing to rub his body and speaking in a soothing voice. When she was able to insert her finger fully, she moved it in and out a few times making sure that it slid smoothly. "Jason, I'm going to take my finger out. It'll feel strange and a little empty now that you're used to this, but. I didn’t cum before he did, which means I wouldn’t cum at all, when he cums, he’s finished with sex. It’s okay, sex isn’t everything, he loves me very much, but I have accepted that making love just isn’t as satisfying as I’d like it to be. Every time is the same. We start kissing, and then he goes down on me, using his fingers and his mouth until I am wet on my own. If he does it long enough, I cum from the contact with my clitoris, but usually he only does it long enough to be able to crawl.