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"Cozy" would be the sales-pitch word on our life. In truth, it was stifling; egg-shells were everywhere, and the utmost care had to be constantly taken to not mispronounce something that would be misconstrued, yet again.Yes, that yet again.The yet again that men always seem to end up being the one to initiate, especially later in life. The messy smelly bothersome yet again chore that women always seem to be the ones to take exception to with the one person they had forsaken all others for. With. To. Whatever: me. The person to whom she had promised in front of god and everyone to be handily available for, for richer, for poorer, all that other rot that vows have a tendency to degrade into when we're basically bored with them. The "didn't we just do this?" yet again.So the romance had faded, and the old tricks didn't have the impact they used to. Flowers, candy, dates, trips, presents, foot rubs, shoe shopping, cooking dinner for her, hell, even taking her out for dinner, simply no. I sucked on it and lapped it with my tongue. Normaly my saliva would have been soaked up by the material, but Amy was so wet my spittle made hardly a difference. As my lips and tongue touched her most sensitive spot she bucked her hips and thrashed around under me. I lifted my head up"Did you just cum Amy?" I asked."Oh god, I did, and it was incredible, so much better than when I finger my clit." Amy, have you fucked yourself with anything? is your hyman still intact?" No, I have never put anything in my pussy, not even a finger. When I masturbate I just rub my clit." Good, I am not going to finger fuck you either then, I will wait until you decide you want to lose your virginity, before I put anything in you, finger, cock or vibrator." I've been thinking about that, Hank, the pills go into effect next week and I decided I want you to be my first fuck, I don't trust any of the boys I know to do it right. And I want it right, I want it to be beautiful." I am flattered and honored you.
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I could feel my come seeping from her, oozing out and running down my legs. Jane fell backwards and I slipped from her. She looked at me through half closed eyes. I stood and went into the bathroom and returned with some tissues. As we cleaned ourselves up we were quiet. I was thinking about Brian and began to feel guilty. “Penny for them,” she said. “Eh, oh, I was thinking of Brian. Bloody hell Jane, what have we done?” “We’ve enjoyed each other. Don’t feel bad. We needed each other. I don’t regret this one bit.” “He’s my best friend and I’ve betrayed him. How am I going to look him in the eye ever again.” I went to my room and closed the door and got into bed. I lay there staring at the ceiling, trying to come to terms with it. The door opened. “Can I come in?” “Yeah.” Jane sat on the bed, her robe was hanging open. “Are you okay? Don’t be feeling guilty. I led you to this.” “I didn’t stop you though, did I?” “Did you want to?” “No.” “Then stop worrying about it,” Jane.

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