I still love them both. If you have an itch, I think that you should scratch.”“Would you be the one in my arse?”“Yes. I'd like that.”We fell... asleep in each other's arms. I had a smile on my face, I hope that Lilly did too.We both woke early and Lilly wanted to be fucked in the arse again.“Do you mind fucking me that way, Phil?”“No. I really like it every bit as much as in your cunt. How about you? Do you like it?”“Yes. It doesn't feel weird anymore. I really like it too.”“So? What do you want. . then she moved down farther.Soon my fingers were being guided into her hot and wet pussy. I felt the heat of her desire building inside her. She had her eyes closed as she pulled my fingers out of her pussy and guided them lower, until they were once again entering her asshole. There she let me finger fuck her for a bit before pulling them out and up to her mouth, licking and sucking on each of my fingers while looking into my eyes."Baby... I want your hot hard cock right where your fingers. I kind of let it slip, and then she peppered me with questions. I finally suggested that she take my route next week, and then she could meet you in person." Okay, but you owe me, especially if she a nut-case." "Christina seems more anxious to be dating again than anything else. She's the one that split from her ex, and he's been bugging her to give him another chance. I think she feels that if she's dating someone, and she can tell him so, that he'll back off." Alright, but you still owe me. The kitchen was piled high with dishes and boxes from take-out places. Clothes were everywhere. The garbage reeked and looked like it should have been taken out a week ago. Then, there was the alcohol. Bottles were strewn about everywhere. Most of them empty, but some of them full or half full. There were garbage bags filled with returnable beer cans in the kitchen. I glimpsed more in the closet.This was Jenny's mom? Jenny's place was always immaculate. And the only time I ever saw any alcohol.