"I suppose I understand what you're saying," she sighed. "I don't know that you're necessarily right but I understand what you're saying."

"That's good, very good," I said, stroking a hand across her breasts. She responded intensely, shivering and sighing from it. I smiled at her. "You're still all worked up, aren't you, my dear girl, hm?"

I slid my fingers down and touched her lightly on the cunt. She quivered violently and twisted her head back and sighed, sticking her tongue out.

"Heh heh, my goodness, you are a horny one, aren't you?" I said with a laugh. "Don't you ever get enough, darling? I mean are you like this when you're with men or is it very different from this? Tell me."

"Oh, I'm horny, all right. Yes, I like to he fucked… I like a big cock sliding back and forth through me, definitely. No doubt about it."

"Well then, what's all this slut about YOU being a lesbian then?"

"I don't know," she shrugged. "I might be. I never would have thought I could enjoy a woman down between my legs as much as I did. It means something."

"Yes, dear, it means something, but we'll have to wait and see how much it does mean, if that's all right with you. Be a little patient and less dramatic, okay? And then everything should work out just fine and dandy."

"All right," she sighed. "All right, whatever you say… I trust you, Monica. I'd do anything you say… anything at all, I think."

"That's very nice of you, but it's a little silly. You just control yourself, girl. I don't want to hear any wild talk out of you. All right?"

"I… I guess so," she said with a deep sigh. I could see that she was very disappointed that I didn't let her go off on a wild plan, whatever it was.

We lay together for a time, cuddling and caressing. My pussy was still shivering and ready to be given a workout.