Last month, J. made the same request within a few moments of my stripping her - and she came quite quickly as a result. My friend L., for example, c...imaxes if, with only one finger gently stimulating her G-spot, I suck her nipples as hard as I can. It's the nipple sucking that does it for her - and I'm only too happy to oblige because they are lovely nipples. Trouble is, I can't see her facial expressions when she cums because I am bent over concentrating on her tits. Can't have. Karl darts in and starts to feast on them, drawing moans from me as he kisses and suckles my mounds. I run my hands over his back, lost in the incredible heat of his mouth on my tender buds. An instant later that I feel hands on my butt, kneading and stroking. My panties seem to slip down by themselves, leaving me completely bare. He kisses down my belly, and then looks up at me, eyes now cobalt with desire… ‘I want to taste you…’ he whispers, and then lowers his face. Searing heat, firm satin,. How does that make you feel?”“What will my Mum think?”“That’s your first thought? You never thought about her before.”“But she’s downstairs.”“What about Andy?”“Good question. That’s the problem. As soon as I think about Andy, I realise I never really dug into what he felt. He let me do what I thought I needed. He didn’t push me and I didn’t push him.”“So you’re both to blame.”“That’s what Andy says.”“He’s probably right. So, what about now? How do you feel now? Stop looking backwards. Be in the. She used me, and now I’ll have the chance to use her.” He’s stunned by the venom in my voice. Jane comes over to see what I’ve been writing. Without asking, her usual approach to anything, she picks up the pad, and reads it. Tossing it down she gives me a rude gesture, and goes to the ladies toilet. Soon after that we finish for the night, and we all make our separate ways home.The next night I answer a knock on my door to find Jane and John standing there. John asks if we can talk. I show them.