“Excuse me, is your name Sarah” I asked, with a little hesitation. “It is” she said. “Are you the Sarah I may have seen online a few times, ...f that makes sense?”The she gave a sly little grin like she knew exactly what I was referring to “you mean on xhamster?” I was relieved it was her - of course, now I didn’t really know where to go with this conversation. “Nice to meet you - I just became friends with you there. You’re even more amazing in person.” “Well, thank you.” She wasn’t embarrassed. It was a disaster. I was too horny and she was too scared. It started out nice; we played and had great foreplay. But when it came to let my cock enter her pussy, she tightened up and there was no way of getting inside of her. She was very wet and hot, she begged me to fuck her. But when I ran my cock up and down her slit to make my head lubricated and then slowly pushed my cock into her pussy, she got so tight that not even my finger would enter her. I brought her to orgasm with my tongue and. You, me, and Uncle Bunny, we can say or do things to help her when she gets depressed. She responds to us. She wants not to be sick, when we show her we care about her." I've seen almost no evidence of that being the case. I've spoken to her when she was despondent, but she simply ignored me." What did you tell her? Stop this, Bertie, we're going to be late? Snap out of it, now, you're an embarrassment?" Whatever I told her, it didn't have any effect. That's the important fact to remember. I've. It was slightly smeared and very slimy and I wiped it. About six inches of immaculate white curly string cascaded from Louise’s lush lips, like a single stream waterfall as it should.“There you’re done Lou. That’s it phew!” I giggled, standing between her lowered limbs, glancing at Helen who stood and stepped to examine my handiwork, finishing with a nod of approval, a pat on my bottom and quick, gentle flick on my sunken knob.In the end, we showered together and I was left to do masses of.