But Hank made me follow him toward the woods and sent Gary away. All the while we walked I couldn’t get over how much Gary looked like me. We were b...oth a couple of young skinny pale skinned twinks with long hair and long pointed noses. The biggest difference we had was Gary had blonde hair and at that time mine was dark brown. For the next few days after it poured like a mother. Hank and I only met when the weather was good plus we never did exchange phone numbers. The first day it was nice. I still cant believe you guys, she started. Oh get over it sis, Jennifer said. You said I could share him, and I shared him. Yeah well I didnt expect you guys to go that far, she retorted. I didnt think hed cum in your pussy. We barely do that. I dont know why! Jennifer responded. It feels incredible! His dick is so long that it gets so deep inside you and its so fucking warm. Im so horny just thinking about it. He shot so much cum up my pussy, itll be in there for a long time. Oh shut up Jill. I could do that because I had worked as a sub-editor on a newspaper, and I had a facility with words. She also had very little experience in writing fiction and didn't even know how to go about it.Writing is something many people think they can do, because after all, they learned it at school, so how hard could I be? If they only had the time to devote to it, they could do it just like a professional.As I had branched out into copywriting, which is coming up with words in the advertising and PR. Darryl grabs my legs and flings them over his shoulders. Slowly and gently he slaps my pussy with his cock. He spits on my pussy and rubs his spit in, licking his fingers as he does so. Slowly he puts himself inside of me, pulling in and out of my wet pussy. He holds on my hips pulling me towards him. I gyrate my hips as he fucks me gently. “Fuck her hard, man!” John tells him. Darryl takes that suggestion and hammers me, fucking me harder and harder, my pussy throbs as he pulls himself in.