I´d taken a big leap in starting having intimate contact with him. the first licks were wonderful, but made me wonder what i was doing. having his co...k in my mouth came easier and wasn´t such a big step.though i was wondering....dare i go further?the web was opening a new world of sensation for me as i learnt i wasn´t the only one being satisfied by her pet, and though i was loving every moment of what i was doing now, reading about and seeing other women being mounted was seeming more and more. One beer, and I was looped. Nick had a hand in my panties while I was still trying to figure out how many he had. He rode me to two climaxes, then rolled me over and worked it into my ass. Afterwards, I was in love, but Nick was looking for a wild tale about what a stud he was. Forty eight hours later, the whole world knew I was a slut." That's a little harsh..." No, Hon -- it's true. I'm a slut. I LOVE sex -- and for me, that's a drawing card! Otherwise, I'd have no contact with boys at all!". We’ll get Ninell back! I promise.”Will we get her back safe? I make threatening promises to myself. Oh, Brother!Jan throws off her covering sheet, jumps off the bed, starts pulling on clothes.“Maybe I can help. I’ll mobilize all Duende to help seek them out.”“Thanks, Jan, I’m certain you can help. But first, we need some basic information to start with. A point of departure.”Our beginning ‘point of departure’ for mounting a search, isn’t Jan’s bedroom. We need some clue, or pertinent. Jeannie's pussy was like a soothing balm on his overworked tool, and he wished the sensation could remain forever.Jeannie was intent on recapturing that feeling she had gotten earlier when Johnny had fucked her to one of the most wonderful climaxes she had ever experienced. Prior to that time, it had always been with her own fingers. Being filled up that way and then coming with it in her was such a totally different feeling. Contrary to many girls' first time, Jeannie's was a memorable event.