After the gymnastics of Derek shifting around to spoon with her, Kristina lay in his embrace, his cock still inside her. Her heart was beginning to slow, her thoughts coming back slowly. She listened to Derek and though she tried to stifle it, she couldn't help but laugh when he said that she had admitted that she had secretly longed for him. "Oh, no. I think your ego is clouding your memory Dee. You asked if I had thought of having sex with you. I said yes, but that's a lot different from longing for you."<br/><br/>As Kristina watched Derek inspecting the toys she took some tissues and gave herself a little wipe as she continued. "We are just good friends Derek, well, maybe special friends now," she paused as he vanished to the area behind the sofa. "....even after tonight," she added. Yes, she had been aroused all day, and yes, Derek had helped her scratch the itch. But Kristina was somewhat confused as to how that had all happened. She watched him holding the toys and she felt that she needed to reply to his childlike enthusiasm with the sex toys.<br/><br/>Pointing to the play area Kristina answered, "I have no idea what any of that stuff is," she pointed to the phallic item in his hand that had a strange pronged appendage coming from the side, "And I can guess what that is for,<span style="font-size: 10px">though I could be wrong</span><span style="font-size: 15px">," she answered then pointed to the bulbous massage tool. "That <i>should be </i>for massaging muscles, </span><span style="font-size: 10px">but I doubt that is what you have in mind,</span><span style="font-size: 15px">" she finished as she clicked on the television. "I swear, I never thought that you would watch so much YouPorn </span><span style="font-size: 10px">or whatever it's called.</span><span style="font-size: 15px">" Kristina could see from the menu that there was no regular cable, just three local stations, but there were at least twelve porn channels. She sighed, flicked on a local channel playing some action movie then walked to the bed. <br/>
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The blonde stripped the cover to the side and laid down on her front. "Why don't you use the massage wand. Try starting at my shoulders," she said then fluffed a pillow and pressed her forehead into it with her hand underneath so that there was a gap so that she could breathe.</span>