In my day, just before the technological revolution, our hand held was more likely to be a dong or a hard plastic vibrator, our toilets cubicals, soun...ing more like the inside of a beehive, a quick wipe with the toilet paper and pass it on to the next girl needing a quickie.Sharing sex toys was the norm back then, and for those who were confused about their sexuality, rubbing against each other, had its hidden pleasures too.During my mid teens, the urge to feel a man slip in and out of me,. ”To her surprise, he backed up slightly, his freakishly attractive body shifting from an aggressive stance to a more neutral, confused one.“ ... oh, god,” he said, looking down at his finger-blades. “Oh no ... what have I done?”Brandi didn’t have time to work out what he was talking about. Seizing the opportunity, she ducked around him, and began running as fast as she could towards the counsellor office, even as Harry fell to his knees and began to weep.As she ran through the hallways, she. My hands reached – yearning to feel that weight again. Picking up that gun would complete me – make me whole. I reached... Dad got there first and knocked my hands away. He scooped up the gun in one hand and a bullet thing in the other. In a single practised move, he slid the two parts together and snapped the bullet thing into place. The gun, which had seemed enormous in my hands, fitted Dad’s hand perfectly. With his other hand, he did a smooth sliding move over the top part of the gun that. Nathan then travelled down to my belly then he spread my legs and began to kiss my pussy, he then started playing with my clit and starting eating it, in no time his tongue was down my vagina hole and his fingers on my Gspot, I was going to max out by how well he was eating my pussy, All I could moan was "Yes, Nathan just like that, ah haa, yesss.. yesss.. omgosh" and in no time he had me cumming and he drank every bit of my juices, He then came back up and adjusted me so that his dick could.