It didn't look too bad on me, though I usually never wore rings. They just seemed to get in the way. As I went to take the ring off, something strange...happened.The ring wouldn't budge, and it felt warm. I tried pulling harder, but the ring only seemed to get tighter on my finger and warmer until it became hot to touch. "Oww, fuck!" Quickly, I ran over to the kitchen sink and ran water over my hand, managing to dull the pain. After a few minutes, the warmth subsided, but the ring was stuck on my. I hesitantly hugged her back, I could feel her bra less tits pressing up against my chest and it felt wonderful."John I'm so tired of all these guys that all they want is sex and pussy! You seem like the kind of guy that wants to please a woman and not just himself, will you go out with me?" Uhm, sure, I mean, you always ignored me in the past why are you asking me now? Ugh, what I mean is yes I will." Great!" she said while jumping up on me.A few weeks later I was heading over to her house for. It wasn't easy. The desk was small to fit the slut, it wasn't intended for someone to attempt to crouch beneath. This is how the Apollo astronauts probably felt, I thought – without the sex, of course. “Oh!” she exclaimed, warming to the way this situation was developing. My slut claims to have a poor imagination, but she can imagine quite well, indeed. And we had already discussed something like this. Fantasy is great. Making a crazy fantasy a reality – priceless! She was on Lush in a moment,. "Dear heart, the loss of your virginity is not something to take lightly. You can only lose it once. If you lose it to the rod, you can never lose it to a man." Jane said."What's the difference? Gone is gone. And I'd much rather lose it to the rod than a driveling trophy hunter who'll drop me the next week." Susan argued."You don't know what you're saying. I'm talking about a life long commitment. You could never have a regular relationship with a man." Jane said."Sappho had a husband." Susan.