This juicy heat grew in my pussy wrapped around his dirty cock.My nipples ached and throbbed. I slammed down his dick. My orgasm built faster and fast...r. This heat rushed through me. My hair swayed about my shoulders. I whimpered, staring into his dark eyes. I took his cock to the hilt.“Yes!” I gasped. “We’ll change everything!”“Everything,” he growled.His fingers dug into my rump. He squeezed and kneaded me. He dug his digits into my butt-cheeks. He thrust up into my pussy, bouncing me. The. Now they were again making love. Only this time it wasn’t frantic, wasn’t wild, wasn’t a maelstrom of passion. It was peaceful and loving. She sensed that although this session might not end in a mind-numbing cataclysm, it would be the most memorable joining of their time together. This was the special one, the one they would treasure. Bert kept up his slow, steady stroking, and he, too realized this time was different, more wonderful than any that had gone before. His urgency began to increase. Then she said we needed to get back but she wanted a souvenir of the evening. I wasnt sure what she meant at first and then I realized she wanted my panties. That seemed like the perfect way to end it so I pulled mine off and she pulled hers off. She told me to dry off so we would really feel the panties once on so we took some toilet paper and wiped ourselves and then exchanged panties. Jesus, I want to fuck you so bad, I said. You put on her panties then? Yes. Wow. How did it feel? Naughty.. Thanks for helping me with that." Uh, you're pretty damned welcome." But hang on a sec, here. It's not so unusual for women to be flexible about their sexuality, but I don't know many guys that are. You hinted at something a few minutes ago ... have you done something with another guy?" She could see the affirmative answer on my face, looked at me with those beautiful deep blue eyes and begged, "Please, please, please tell me all about it."I started telling her about my first same-sex.