I really don’t know what had changed but all I could remember was after ten minutes of humping my innocent love-hole, I had a smile on my face; like... I was kind of enjoying being violated by his log. I turned my face to look at the beautiful sight of his black demon and my pink angel loving each other. I saw him smiling.We changed positions and I brought his mouth over to my tits.“Don’t just suck on them! Chew them, bite them, eat them. Tell them who their owner is! I know you love them.” He bit. Reading the comments on the videos made him laugh, all these gays saying how beautiful the guy was. Time to make an account, join in for a laugh. He began agreeing with a few comments throwing in the odd “yeah” or “me too” but soon got into the swing of things dropping compliments over a few videos and albums. He liked the excitement of it all, the anonymity, he was just a blank profile somewhere on the internet. He got his first comment back, “thanks”, so simple but so exciting, a real life. One of us had a steady boyfriend ,one was working her way through the university rugby team ,and progressing nicely.I had had a few flings over the three years with fellow students,but i was starting to get bored of them ,the same routine ,they want you to suck their cock then bag you like a jack hammer .This is where the fourth member of our household comes into the story ,Jane was a tall curvy brunette and a little more mature in outlook than the rest of us .I told her i was fed up with lads. And most assuredly if they know they can pick up where they're leaving off, the next time.Teaching Fooling Around 101 was very interesting. I'll tell you that. It was interesting on several different levels. Jill's reaction to it was interesting. She never asked for any details, or plied me with questions. Several times she asked "How's it going?" or "How are you holding up?" But that was pretty much it. Had I been Cindy's father, in that situation, I'd have been hiding out and spying..