Good for you!21-30: You get offended whenever people call you vanilla, because you know you’re open-minded. You’ll try MOST things, but not everyt...ing. You definitely aren’t porn star material, but you’re still a lot of fun to fuck.31-40: You’re kinky AF. You’re the type of person your friends go to when they need sex advice, because you’ll try anything once (but most likely, it’ll happen at least two or three times).41-50: You couldn’t survive without sex. You love it. And, because of all of. .. it was mine: Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk! What a girlfriend! Not only was I forgiven, but she had brought me my favorite chocolaty treat! She tugged the lid off with a devilish grin and licked the inside of the lid with that wicked tongue she had used in my pussy earlier in the evening. "Oh baby! Give me a kiss so I can taste your chocolate-tongue!" I begged, but that evil look in her eye told me she was going to tease me for awhile.She knelt on the bed between my legs, dug her. "Where is the wagon?" Mary asked, determined not to show her growing doubt to this man who had taken a greater risk than she by opening his home and putting out the cash to send for her."Ain't got one." Patrick scratched at the underside of his arm again, then made a quick exam of the dirt beneath his ragged fingernails. He wiped the offending hand across the seat of his denim overalls, giving her a look of impatience. "Are ya gonna stand there all day? Get that trunk over here. We're gonna be. The more I tried to twist away, the tighter he held me. Eventually, as my tears began to flow, I stopped resisting and just relaxed into the sensation of being held and being punished. I cried unabashedly and finally he stopped and rubbed my ass. He rubbed my back and finally set me up in his lap. I threw my arms around his neck and cried on his shoulder. I knew I was babbling, “I’ll be good… I’ll be good…I’ll be good.” Mike turned me around so that I was sitting on his lap facing the room..