There's no "I threw myself in the arms of passion" or "I screamed louder for him to fuck my pussy harder". I'm just giving you the down and dirty deta...ls of sex!! I have never hidden the fact that I was a really big whore earlier in life. I never considered myself a slut because I didn't fuck around carelessly with a lot of guys (or maybe I did but I was always careful! LOL). I was always of the mindset that, if you are involved in a serious relationship, you should be willing to do anything. I was wanking harder and faster. “Sorry, Mr. Carson. Are you nearly done? I need to pee,” came the embarrassed giggle from outside of the bathroom door. I was standing with an engorged prick in my hand, fisting myself into an oblivion. I was imagining the little teen on her knees, ready to swallow my load down her throat. “Erm, just a minute,” I called. Frantically, trying to work out how I was going to shield my enormous rod. Quite frankly, a fluffy white towel just didn’t really do the trick.. “We have been assured by angels of Heaven that this is Divine Providence, God’s trap for the Nazis. All well and good, but in the meantime, we need to keep and strengthen whatever boons we can find,” I insisted, backing up my fellow Prophet, one of my many lovers, none other than Sarah.“In that spirit, I have a proposed commander for this task force, a former Navy cruiser skipper named Arthur Preuss. I’ve actually met him once or twice while in the old U.S. Navy, of course. I was just a seaman,. The silence said it all: The sexual tension in the room. He got on the side and started working around my pussy. Slowly and gently is his way. He took 2 fingers and rub them against my clit. He spread my pussy lips and rub his finger inside. He didn`t finger me that day. I believe he started to finger me after the 4th session.By that session, I wasn`t as prepared. I came with a towel, underwear. if I could walk to his house naked, I would. Anyway. As the session started, I was already naked on.