I couldn't do that, Derek and Jordan might get into trouble - then Derek might not talk to me again and I certainly didn't want that. So I dragged my ...feet along the road towards the largest house in the middle of the street and stopped. Not wanting to move any further, to just stand and be alone for as long as possible.Once again I motivated myself to get moving, reached the door. Pushed the bell and just walked right in. That was it, I was in there for the rest of the week, whether I wanted it. He explained that he knew that I had been going through some rough patches in my life lately, and wanted to know if I wanted him to help me get out of it. Not sure how he would have done that, but I just shook my head. The rough patch that he referred to had been the death of my girlfriend and her little brother in a massive accident that I was involved in. A drunk had ran a red light and slammed into our Honda Accord and totaled it. Miraculously I had not been hurt much more than a few bruises. We sucked each other hard again and Matt took me from behind, but pushed me to my belly, and slowly fucked me slow and deep. He run his hands down my arms to my ands and we held hands as pushed his monster cock in and out, Matt kissed my neck and cheek, I could feel his breath getting heavy, his heart pounding and his muscles flex and tighten as he got closer to his orgasim. He squeezed my hands and thrust deep holding himself there as his big cock swelled and throbbed, he called out "I'm. In two days you have changed me, for the better I think.”She stops drawing and stares at me, eyes watery, “You too. But I only led the way at the start. You opened yourself to accept that you wanted to help create us.”“Creating us, that sounds so sweet. What did you mean by you too?”The silence is deafening. Andie looks uncertain, conflicted.“Be brave,” I whisper.She puts down her sketching pad, and sits cross-legged, physically exposed.“Oh God, Fleur. I have been around, had lovers. You are.