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Sesso paranormale

... slit."She should feel wet, like I do. If she isn't it means she's not ready... and needs more romancing."Her flesh felt impossibly soft. His cock ached to join in the lesson, but he steeled himself against the carnal desires that threatened to overwhelm him. She tugged on his wrist and he felt something firm against his finger tip."That's it," she gasped, "that's my clit. Touching it is what makes me come, and it will make her come too.""So I use my hand?" Stanley asked."Your hand, your mouth, your cock, just touch it. Be gently, it is very, very sensitive. Oh! Yes!" Stanley noticed she was moving his hand up and down."Now, put one of your fingers inside me," she moaned."I'm not sure...""You need to learn..." she groaned.He pressed his finger between her labia, trying to mimic what she had done earlier, but her pussy refused to allow him in."Press harder, but be gentle," she counseled, "I have to work to make my pussy this tight, but she will be that way naturally if she is a virgin."Thinking it was the size of his digit Stanley switched to using his pinkie finger, but her nether lips remained tightly sealed. He pressed harder and her sex enveloped him. He noticed that she was no longer holding his wrist, but instead was stroking her clit as his finger penetrated her."More please, more" she begged.Finally her muscles relaxed enough to allow his finger passage, but once he was inside they clenched down on him. He continued to push until his knuckles pressed against her sex. He ...

... could feel the firm nub of her clit, and recalling what she said he rubbed against it. The words out of her mouth were in French. He did not recognize any of them, but he understood the meaning. She grabbed his wrist and held his hand against her sex and she ground against it. Her breathing quickened and the skin between her breasts flushed. The muscles that squeezed his finger began to spasm and he realized he was watching her have an orgasm. All at once she relaxed and he withdrew his finger."Merci.... Thank you," she sighed. "No, thank you," he replied, hoping he remembered all she had taught him."I'm sorry I got carried away. This is the first time in a long time that sex hasn't been work. I hope I haven't...""No, you haven't. I'm glad I could bring someone pleasure.""She's a lucky girl; I hope you see her soon." Monique said as she stood and started to get dressed."I hope so too.""And if you need another lesson before you leave...""If I do I will find you."For years Stanley had replayed that scene in his mind, usually with Vanessa taking Monique's role, but sometime he imagined it exactly as it had happened. But now he did not need to imagine anything. The body in front of him was real, and it was filled with Vanessa's spirit. He put his hands on her thighs and spread her legs apart. Her hair was lighter than Monique's, but the rest looked familiar enough. Using his thumbs he spread her labia apart and probed for her clitoris. When he found it Vanessa gasped sharply. He ...