Feeling like a complete fool, I just had to get out of the room. Kyle looked so sheepish, like he had done something wrong, so I reached for him and pulled him into a hug. I was very pleased by Kyle’s behavior the next few days as well. My name is Jill, and I am a forty-three-year-old divorced mom of two wonderful children. The fire in my loins that had started earlier had not been extinguished, so I ran the vibe down my belly until I contacted my pussy. NO ONE!!!!” I stated, staring directly into his eyes. Was he going into adult sites to see things he didn’t have in real life? I could see there was something on his mind, so I asked him what was wrong. As I watched him collect his pants, it was obvious Kyle was hard again. I remembered how all the playmates in the magazines were beautifully trimmed and sculpted down below.
