"You’ll tear me open with that thing! We're going to have to take things very slowly, aren't we?" He remembered clearly how good that simple excla...ation had made him feel. The sex that followed had been slow and careful and Paula had been tight and wonderful. But he now mostly understood why so many girls had felt so tight around him and frightened by him, and that he must be careful to avoid hurting them. Tonight though, he had found Paula impossible to resist any longer. He had been locking. Because this is where you belong now. Tell yourself that. Willyou tell yourself that?"She continued to hold my head firmly -- she had long, slim,red-tipped fingers but her hands were strong -- was she a tennisplayer? She looked down at me not unkindly. But she was waitingfor an answer and her grip was like a vise. She waited."Yes," I said. Anything!"My sweet Bobbi. I see tears. Well, you just wipe those tears onmy pussy and then lick them all up. Then they'll be all gone, andthere'll. Being this close I smelled that she had been wet and ready for a while. I gave them a good once over. I gauged they were a bit bigger than large softballs, and completely fake.Pulling my hands away I said, “Like you said before we can’t do anything because I am grounded. I don’t want to have it made any longer.”That got a strange look on her face.Did she have the same issue as her friend? No one ever turned away from what she offered to them freely? Was that why she dropped heavily to the couch. " This place isn't about proper. It's about fun!" She laughed. "Besides, you weren't caring about proper with that redhead!" I didn't know that redhead," I pointed out. "Besides..." I stepped away from Doug and beckoned her closer to me. She eagerly stepped up to me. Lowering my voice, I said, "Besides, you were right. I wanted to get Doug going. A little treat for him, and now we're going to head home." Ohh," she cooed, the sound causing a flutter between my legs. "That's a hot thought,.