Yet, I was mesmerised by the pattern of his hand. His soft, firm fingers plashed with so many worlds, even the fake ones. ‘Why do you paint?’ The... words tumbled from my lips, and I could only permit them to escape. ‘Why do I paint?’ He played with the question, repeating it to himself. ‘That’s the first thing you’ve ever said to me that hasn’t been a stiff response to a question of mine, do you realize that?’ I sighed and became silent again, ‘wait, wait, wait,’ he spoke with an apologetic. He flicked the tip between his thumband first two fingers.'Let me suck your cock.' Mac said.'Have you ever done anything like this before?' James asked.'I did Peter last week.' Mac replied.James was shocked. Big, macho stud Peter, the team captain, had let Macsuck him off. If Mac was good enough for Peter he was definitely goodenough for him, James decided. He walked up to Mac and took his long thinsnake in his hand. Mac gasped, this was better than he thought it mightbe. He pulled James close. But when he had some free time, we always went out and did so much fun stuff together.Me: That doesn’t sound like the dad I knew. He wasn’t around much, especially when we moved away. I was mostly alone with his girlfriends. And they were many.Bella: What makes you think I want to hear about his girlfriends?Me: Just an observation.Bella: So yeah, your coming was quite a shock for me. I didn’t want it in the first place, and it turned out to be as I feared. You’re a bad influence.Is it me, or. True, I have not been fucked by a man yet, which will be rectified in due course, but still I am no longer a virgin, hallelujah.’ Everyone laughed of course but Vickie’s bubbly and humorous declaration heightened the giddy mood and atmosphere in the apartment. The girls continued fucking throughout the day and into the night. Almost every permutation and combination of three-way lesbian sex seemed to have been tried. There was only one serious break from the fucking , when the girls ordered.