”Course, I’d be quite happy to take my bathrobe off, too.’ ‘We’re not doing this,’ I breathed again, less convincingly this time. ‘Oh, w... are so doing this.’ And abruptly pushing me backwards, he laid me down on the bed. I gasped, watching in alarm as his hands moved to my belt, untying the already loosened knot. ‘Drew… You said—you said we weren’t going to do anything I didn’t want to do.’ He smiled, opening my robe. ‘We won’t. I promise.’ ‘You promise?’ I echoed, my heart beginning to thud in. I still go to church regularly, and I still confess my sins to the young priest on Friday evening at confession. But I increasingly enjoy sex as well, and when my lover has his hand on my puki he always whispers to me that I'm a good girl. I certainly don't feel like a bad girl when I have sex. It feels lovely, and seems like the most normal thing in the world.Anyway, I don't know whether I told you, but I have a new lover now. He's a lot older than me. I met him a couple of years ago when I. . it was a little larger than I expected, (not TOO large though thankfully!) made of black plastic and well, you know what they’re like I’m sure. The first time I tried it OMG, I could barely believe how it felt. But I loved using it and still do, I don’t know why really but it feels a little bit naughty to even own one of those. Don’t laugh but the very first time I tried it I thought, should I really be doing this? But because of the special shape the moment it suddenly ‘popped into place’,. Relenting, Angela eased up on her caresses, and when Jerry backed from between the woman's thighs, she snuggled her friend close, turning Debbie toward her so that their fine, high tits fitted together and their smooth bellies met. Her peered closely to see the golden cunt hairs pressing hungrily into the black cunt hairs, and thought that the sight was something else, a vivid image of love between two gorgeous, sexy women. He liked it; he dug it very much, and wanted to see more.Maybe they.