Kisses on Sira’s bed were getting seriously hot when I had an impulse. My hands were tangled in her hair, her hands were under my shirt, and our tongues were sliding together in a tingly knot. I pulled back, and as she began to protest I blurted out in a rush “I want you to fuck me!” A smile quirked at the corner of her mouth and she said, “Yes, that’s the idea.”  “No, I mean I want you to use that toy you had last weeken...