Andrea keep saying that my performances are enough for her but i think she is frustrated by my inability to fuck hard and long.Lately she barely touch... my dick and never suck it,i hate this as i enjoy long hand and blow jobs more then fucking,especialy because my dick stays hard.I think that our sex life is becoming a problem as neither of us is getting what is needed and the friction is raising in every other aspects.We have started to argue over almost everything,if things do not improve we. " She left me with that thought.Oh boy. Why did I say all of that to her? Honesty is one thing, baring my soul is something else.I wondered if I made things worse, and if so, by how much.I extinguished the candle, knelt, and tried to meditate. It took a while for me to get her out of my head. She was quite a woman. I prayed for understanding, and I thanked Kassandra for keeping me safe this morning. I also prayed for Meri. I hoped that she would find somewhere that she would be happy.It was. The next morning I was feeling great. I had finally been able to get a woman to give me what I needed, and I felt like a new man for it. I rolled through my classes all week looking forward to the next weekend, hoping to keep the streak alive. I was feeling confident enough that I thought I might even make my move on Abby. On Thursday, I learned that there was a huge fraternity party and I was sure that Abby would be there. I decided I would drink until I was confident enough to make a. Why should she bother when by morning, all three of us will have come to know every inch of her body?(This was early in what was to be a very long night and I’ve got to compress this part of the chapter or poor Joe is never gonna get to fuck Judy!) Basically, Cindy started in on Joe, with him having just arrived and Judy and I already in a post-orgasmic torpor. Cindy undid his towel and it slid to the floor. Kneeling, and without using her hands, she sucked on his meaty cock as Judy and I.