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I had met Peter in my late teens, he was my first boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many years. Sex was very average, it wasn’t until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the book market that I started to realise how crap he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me oral. He introduced me to porn later on in our relationship, I must confess I never could get into it but what did seem to turn me on was girl on girl action. My pussy would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn film with lesbian action, me to put myself on all fours, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still indian never came but at least my cunt became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity. When I was in my late thirties, I had a really good friendship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first meeting, similar likes and dislikes and good company. I knew she was a lesbian and I confess some of my lonely masturbation sessions were helped along by closing my eyes and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many years and never once did she show any interest in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in blind panic? My relationship with Peter was getting to the point where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn’t happen thank goodness, he was working all hours and the rest of the time he was out socialising with his rugby mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not carry on, we lived together amateur but that was no longer an MILF excuse and it was time I did something about it. Peter had gone away on a rugby weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday night. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a couple of bottles of good wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend. The food had been delicious, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the sofa to continue the second bottle of wine. ‘You’re not yourself tonight. What’s going on with you, is it that useless article, Peter again?’ Lynn asked. I sighed deeply, ‘Oh Lynn, you know me too well. I really cannot stay living with him any longer. We are with each other purely out of habit and it isn’t doing either of us any good.’ ‘Do you love him?’ she enquired. ‘Hell no, the love died a long time ago. Actually, I don’t even know if you’d call it love. Teenage lust probably. I am really no longer attracted to him, our sex life doesn’t happen and wasn’t any good when we did!’ I complained. ‘How…..what…..do you mean?’ Lynn pushed. ‘Well, he took my virginity, had no idea what foreplay was, expected me to suck him off but wouldn’t reciprocate and as for an orgasm for me, he wouldn’t know what one was! Oh my god Lynn, I’m sorry to be so blunt, I can’t help but say it as it is!’ I apologised Lynn laughed, ‘Don’t apologise, I’m sorry I am laughing, it’s not funny, I can’t believe you are still with him after all webcam these years if that’s the way he treats you.’ I couldn’t help myself as the tears pricked the backs of my eyes and started to roll down my cheeks. Lynn shuffled over from the other end of the sofa and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder. ‘Hey, don’t cry! You deserve so much more. You are beautiful, kind and funny. Don’t ever forget that, his loss is someone else’s gain.’ I snuffled into her shoulder, grateful for her support when I felt so low. I amateur was happy to let them. I glanced at the stall door. When he got to Elena’s pages, he found out that she was 32 years old, single and had never been married nor had any children. Letting go of him and jumping back she started to stutter out an explanation when he MILF grabbed his phone and started dialing her employers. Hiding her cheshire grin by burying her face into the pink-streaked blonde tufts of Stephanie’s hair, Kelly composed her wickedly gleaming red thoughts and squeezed the other girl’s shoulders. I moved my finger in a clockwise direction and thought it was right for her, with my hand on her back I tried to get it in her ass but didn't want to rush too. I am 5'10" tall, very fair complexioned and have dark, straight hair. What we recommend webcam instead is that you set up a situation with your lover where she knows to do what you say and indian not ask questions. The club must be making money! I thump down my fist decisively on the button. I shoved my hips back and took his full cock all the way into me in one hard push!