I’ve not had the chance.”“How? Hasn’t anyone told you?”“Told me what?”“Dude. Everyone here pretty much just fucks each other.”“Wha...t?”“We all just have sex with each other. Well, most of us anyway. I haven’t since I started dating Becky but it’s, it’s like a mutual understanding between each other.”You laugh. “You nearly had me for a second there. You want me to go ask someone for sex and get slapped. Mess with the new guy, I get it.”“Man I’m serious. Look, I didn’t believe it either when I. Maybe a part of you is turned on at the small possibility of being seen in our quiet neighborhood.This is a stark contrast to the woman I see around here during the day, the woman who is friendly to all but reserved, your true personality a mystery carefully masked beneath the polite interactions most of us execute so effortlessly in front of one another, like the carefully memorized lines and stage directions of a script. We've seen one another before: politely waving while driving by,. Gail noticed and said:"Down boy, down. She is spoken for and he is a big, mean bastard. Besides, Carol would be pissed."Carol was my steady girlfriend at the time. I got everyone's addresses and arranged them in a route and then loaded six of them in the car. It just happened that Marsha was the last one to be dropped off and when I pulled up in front of her house she leaned over and kissed me, pressed a piece of paper into my hand and said:"Call me."After she was out of the car I looked at the. Her hands held my head tightly to her mound.“Ahhh, Jack! That’s too much! You’ll make me cum!” Wendy squirmed under me.‘Uh huh, babe! That’s the idea.” I muttered from her crotch. My tongue was slowly moving up and down her snatch.“Ooh! Right there baby, don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”She was rubbing that pussy all over my mouth. I could taste her deep arousal and her juices were running down my chin. Her hips found the spot she craved and I felt her tense up and thrust her pussy hard against.