Pauline gasped at the pain of the stretching of the thin membrane, and Alan relented, causing her to sigh in relief. Putting his mouth back on her he ...lunged his soft tongue into her, his face rubbing against the sparse hair which covered her sex, and she panted at the sensations. Running his tongue up and down her wet opening he began to gently tease her clitoris with the pad of his finger, and after a short while Pauline seized up in orgasm, loosing a scream, tears running from her eyes.. She cherishes every moment with this man and couldn't care less about what he feels for her. She doesn't bother to think about the questions that she usually asks herself after sex. Two weeks on from the hot sex, her telephone rings, her intuition is right, its him. He asks if he can see her again. His tone is so cool and collected she can't say no. The phone is dripping with soapy suds, as she has just come out of the shower, and is wearing nothing but a short silky dressing gown. Her. The sorority girl I’d marry, after I was graduated, of course, was going to be some kind of sex fiend, a girl who just knew everything but still only from listening to her sisters — the other sorority sisters I had already screwed, one after another — an ornament of a wife who would be totally devoted to me. I had no father growing up, I had no idea what a husband and wife were supposed to be together, and all that I had was the ideal, gleaned from other guys and caged copies of Playboy, ideas. " He ran his hands over his nowflat chest."Yes, you are quite a pretty young woman over there," Geraldconfirmed."That?s because I have a beautiful mother." Tim hugged him, thenturned to go. "Is it ok if I just put on a nightie for tonight?" Sure," Gerald answered as he slid the other stocking down his leg."I?m not expecting anyone, I think maybe I?ll slip into one myself."Gerald went to the living room in a silky mid-thigh nightgown, Tim wassitting on the couch in a baby doll nightie with white.