She would turn into a cheap cock-loving loose woman if she kept coming up here, and letting strange men screw to her. This would have to be the last t...ime... the very last time. "UuuUWURRRGGGHHHHAAAA!!!!!" The lean man was aiming his over-thick penis into her moist cunthole. She gasped and then groaned although she would have been sent out of her mind if she had been denied this pleasure at the stage her lust had now reached. She had fallen back across the bed, and he was on top of her. She. "So I get to tell people you're my boyfriend?" Only if they ask. Is it always going to be this complicated? I feel so snowed under." Quoting things always made difficult thoughts easier, a tiny distance gap to relieve the pressure of a situation. I'd been surprised by how easily Maxie's favourite band had slipped into my quoting vocab."You need to talk to someone." Maxie shifted, probably rolling onto his back. I tried to picture him lying there under his duvet, the sculpted plains of his chest. Spots formed in front of my vision as my orgasm worked itself out, and I finally had to slump to the ground as the twitching subsided. Daddy, too, slumped down in his chair then he slowly reached on the floor for a towel and wiped all of his cum from his body. Then he turned off the light, got up from his desk and walked away.Although I was satiated for the moment, I knew right then that my life, our life, had taken a momentous turn. From that moment on, I knew I would never be satisfied until. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I found myself jacking off again. I heard movement, the springs on the futon, so I turned to look over. I felt a cock go in my mouth followed by Ray moaning. "Keep quiet, bitch. I know you want it," he whispered. I did. Ray went from standing by the side of my bed to straddling my chest. He hovered over me and started thrusting hard, fucking my mouth. "Your mouth is wetter than pussy," he said with a light moan. His cock was choking me, his balls were slapping.