“Dad,” Craig said, “the guys at school are using words I don’t understand.”“What words, son?” “Pussy and bitch. I asked Mom, but I don...��t think she told me the right meanings.”“Son, never ask your mother about these things. Ask me. Let me explain what they mean for you.” He pulled a Playboy from his workbench, turned to the centrefold and drew a circle around the pubic area.“Everything inside the circle is pussy,” he said.“Okay, Dad. Then what’s a bitch?”“Everything outside the circle.”Private. Oh..." I gasp. My hand grabbing hold of his hand, not to stop it doing what it is doing, but to make sure he doesn't take it away. I hold on tight, pushing his fingers ever further into my pussy."Ho yes you like that Laura... don't you... this gets you all worked up doesn't it" he said"Ohhhh... ummmm..." I moan, holding ever tighter, to his hand.John is now sitting on the edge of his seat, opened mouth, fully concentrating on the action unfolding before him, seeing but not believing it is. Primitive..." Ronnie smiled weakly. She closed the book, saying, "I guess Steven's right. I don't think there are words for it."Martha said, prompting her, "There was a sense of power? Remember? You said the guy always seemed to be in control, and you wanted to experience that yourself."Ronnie admitted quietly, "Yes. There was that. There was so much more, though. Steven gets so involved in his orgasm..." She sighed and she rose to her knees on the mattress and said, "It was feeling, all. I then felt the tip of some sort of dildo pressing lightly against my asshole and I prepared to feel the stretching mild pain of my sphincter being pushed open, but the next sensation I felt was the dildo against my prostate, already in my asshole! I could not see it, but I could tell it was not a large dildo, but it wasn't particularly small either. They had inserted it so expertly that it caused no pain on the way in, in fact I didn't even feel it go in, and now it was stroking in and out and.