And yet she had freely given herself to me, not outraged by the age difference, not offended by my less-than-toned body, nor insulted by the words tha... seemed to have drawn her to me.Our first encounter had happened by such chance that I had often thought I could have missed it entirely. I was a frequent browser on an erotic literature site on the internet and one day was looking curiously through some of the threads that I normally did not view. One caught my eye and I opened it up to read. " Tammy's mouth formed an oval shape, a low moan escaping from her lips, asshe shifted herself over Larry and sank down on his cock. Robbieimmediately pressed his dickhead against her asshole and gently pushedforward, feeling her sphincter relax, and sank his cock up to his balls inher tight little ass. "Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, that's niiiice," Tammy moaned, feeling the two hugecocks sliding all the way into and out of her slippery holes. After only a couple of minutes, Robbie croaked,. In fact I often did so in my early interactions with humans, but it would be a lie. We experience those emotions even more acutely than humans do and therefore we need to avoid expressing them, lest they overwhelm and cripple us. Since it is obvious that your first communication was not written with a clear mind, I find it illogical to hold that against you, especially as I have also very recent experience with losing a close family member and therefore vividly remember the irrational thoughts. I couldn't see it. For that I was going to need a mirror.Which was going to require standing up...Getting to my room had been a bitch. Standing up, figuring out my new center of gravity, stepping onto the digital scale and hearing the thing blurt out "Two Seventy Three" had been something of a shock. I'd gone into the bath at one sixty, quite a gain.I glanced in the bathroom mirror. My face was also something of a shock, which formed the second connection. I looked a lot like Sandra. Not.