If anything, I’m maybe oversexed. I think about that aspect of things frequently – I mean many times in my waking hours, and I often dream about s...xual situations.”Matt bluntly asked, “If you haven’t had a boyfriend for a while, what do you do to satisfy yourself?”Stacy looked puzzled, “You mean do I masturbate? You betcha. I have some great toys, and I understand my body. I also have a room at home that’s a bit isolated from the other bedrooms, so I’m pretty certain no one hears me or my toys. But thinking, wondering and knowing are not the same animal and I had to know for certain and the only way that was going to happen was for me to set Vivian up.There were problems with setting Viv up to see if the tale was true. First, the only proof I could accept would be to see it with my own eyes. The question there was two-fold: Could I handle seeing her with another man (or men) and what would I do if it was true. That prompted a third question - did I really want to know? As far as I. Her hands held Mary spread wide, Beth softly licked Mary's virgin hole. Circling it, then pressing against it. Mary's heart pounded as imagines flashed in her mind. Things she had heard of but refused to act on. She let a moan out as she felt Beth's tongue move up from her wet lips to her anus. Happy her new friend was enjoying everything she's done only egged Beth on. Sliding her hand under her, Mary squeezed her breast. A jolt shot through her as she pinched her nipples tightly, forcing her. Pete snuck up behind meand slipped his hand around my waist, pulling me towards him. He kissedmy neck lightly."Hey there girl, you were something else last night," he said softlyinto my ear.I turned, still in his grasp, and kissed him deeply. "You weren't sobad yourself, tiger!" I pushed him playfully."Hey, what do you expect? I am the master!" he said, holding his armsout wide. I pushed him again, and he stumbled back slightly"Dream on there, cowboy. You ain't that good." I was laughing.