Would it be exploiting her, to get her going? Or a way of opening her up? Grooming her; or helping her?I dithered for a minute or two while I cuddled ...he unhappy girl. Her neediness was tangible. Sex can be powerful of course - powerfully bad, or powerfully good.I moved against her, savouring her strong girl’s body. Maybe I should listen to her reactions.She pressed herself back against me and put her arms round me, a bit tentatively at first but gradually pulling harder as she gained. This last bit was the hook, most men where I live want anonymity due to homosexual acts being frowned upon.Of course I received about 20 replies, weeded out many for not showing a pic of their cock (the important bits lol) and those who sent replies like "still looking" and nothing else. I replied to two guys, one a well muscled white guy who could host, and the other a black guy who was quite thin, hung 9 inches, and quite thick. I received a reply about from the black dude almost immediately. You have never failed me, Erik. You disappointed me by not visiting me more often in our dreams and then saddened me when you stopped coming to me. But, now that I think upon it, the dreams stopped soon after my father died, so I might have been the one that shut you out and not the other way around. No matter, even at your most irritating, you never failed me. And, I have been helpless to do anything but love you." She paused and pressed her body closer to his before she continued. "Ever since. He raised her shirt, bending over to her breasts for sucking those nipples while she combed his hair with her fingers and loving his lips on her nipples. Soon her shirt was off her torso. Continuing to suck, Mr. Waldo pushed his hand down in her panties, making Eve to breathe harder as he began to roam in there. His hand went all the way down to her dripping wet pussy and began playing with her clitoris, making her moan. Slowly he stopped and pulled his hand from her panties and removed the.