”He laughed and turned me around to one of the chairs and bent me over the back. I caught myself with my hands on the armrests for support and felt ...im half waddle up to my ass with his pants at his knees. With one hand on my hip, I felt him move his cock head over my slit, then sink into my hole. He was just a bit shorter than Mr. Nolan, but about the same thickness. I groaned as he pushed into me, stretching my pussy, again. I was surprised my pussy had adjusted back so quickly after Mr.. "I asked, "Julia, back to my question from last night. I'm now enjoyingbeing a girl, but what is the attraction to you?"Julia was quiet for a while, gathering her thoughts. "After Bismark I didnot want any male company at all. Most men are domineering, insensitive,and rough. They don't know the difference between sex and love-making.Girl-girl relationships are much to be preferred in many ways. However Iwant to have it both ways. The gentleness of a female lover plus thesmell of a male and the. Soon his hands grabbed my hair and his thick cock head tried to enter my red lips. I breathed deeply and he made me bend my head up, shoving his thick dick deeper into my throat.As I sucked and swallowed his entire cock, I could hear him moaning and also some noises from a camera. It was strange; my husband never had wanted to take pictures as we had sex…After a long while sucking, he grabbed again my hair and made me bend over forward, making me put my fronthead against the carpet. With my ass. I’d worked slowly on the oil painting. It wasn’t dry yet, but I kept a cloth over it, held away so it didn’t touch the wet paint. I wasn’t ready for my parents to accidentally walk in and see it. Still, I could see clearly in my mind’s eye what was on that canvas.I’d gone through my parents’ music collections and ripped all their Broadway musical CDs. Then I’d started on opera. I’d never been a great fan of opera, but the aria that Allison had sung still rang in my ears and I needed to find out.