We've both been blessed with long tongues, and one of my favourite pastimes is pushing my tongue into her cunt while she's wearing her silk panties, so they get pushed right in as well. This isn't us but you get the idea.
There are a few blogs and pictures on the web extolling the virtues of cucumber sex, but they are all a bit tacky. That's a shame because a nice cool cucumber, wielded by someone who really knows what they're doing, with a nice handful of thick lube, can drive a woman to a cunt-clenching, nipple-quivering, scream the place down orgasm a quick as you like. I'd had this particular night in mind for a while. I go to a farmer's market every Sunday and their fruit and veg is often the stuff rejected by the supermarkets. The quality is good - sometimes better - but the produce can be misshapen or blemished. So you can imagine what the cucumbers are like. Some have nice curves; some have one end thick and one end thin; some even vary in thickness along their length. When I first saw the bin with these cucumbers in, I immediately thought about what I could do with them. I must have spent 15 minutes searching through the bin, feeling each one, weighing it in my hand, imagining it in Island Girl's cunt. A few people - woman - gave me a look which said they knew exactly what I was doing. Maybe next week I'll see if one of them would like to experience it for real...but for now, I needed to get back to Island Girl. I'd left her in bed, and if I left it too long she'd have her luxury Lelo vibrator out and be asleep again by the time I got back.
