My number isn't huge, less than ten, but does this count as one? I like the warm feeling in my hands. I imagine that we're on a beach naked on some ro...antic private island where we're all alone, except when we want another drink or some fruit to snack on. I start to stroke his cock and I relax, waiting for him to give me guidance on what he wants. He doesn't have to say anything. What I'm doing feels so natural that I don't even notice when I speed up the pace, squeeze a little harder, and. I figured what the hell, I carry apurse now. I figured why not, life is too short to worry about thesmall stuff. The heels that appeared on my feet at work the followingweek, well that was another matter.Well, they weren't actually heels, I know that now. They were actuallya sling-back sandal and practically flats, but at the time all women'sshoes were heels, boots or sneakers. Something else I didn't know atthe time, but found out that night was now all my shoes were now ladiesshoes. Not. She groaned ."Ohhhhhh… Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH!" with fear and a throbbing desire she never knew. I kissed her neck, her ear, and licked her breasts. Her breasts and her crotch were on fire and her hips began to move without her permission. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Suddenly, I began to ram harder, into her small tight straw like tube – harder and harder with each thrust. Gina gasped with both pain and pleasure" OMG! AAAAAAAHHHHH! AAAAAAHHHHHhhhh!". "No, No,. Renee smiled, “Oh you’re so sweet, no let it go I’ll clean up later, but you’re wonderful for asking.” Thinking to myself if she only knew I have never suggested that before to anyone. We walked into the living room and we both sat on the couch. As Renee sat down my eyes looked at her long legs thinking to myself how nice her legs are. She brought me back to reality when she asked what I was looking for in a woman. I laughed as I responded to her by saying, “As long as she is breathing.” Her.