"And if you're gonna fuck with us, you'd better get used to it. We're going to be screwing endlessly from now on, aren't we Tammy?" That's right," the... girl agreed, flashing a pretty smile at the photographer. "Now that the three of us are fucking, it won't be long before Jay joins us, and after that, who knows? We might start fucking everyone in the neighborhood! " Speaking of Jay, he should be home any minute now," Rhonda said, glancing at the bedside clock. "Won't he be surprised to find all. ’ ‘Tell me you love me.’ The rasp of his voice grated on his own ears. He sped the motion of his fingers on her clitoris, and ground against her from behind. ‘Tell me the truth for once, Lisette.’ ‘Look at his face,’ she gasped, writhing on the end of Bearach’s cock. ‘He’s going to shoot.’ The stranger’s body stiffened. Hips rose from the hawser. The curving shaft pointed at the sky. Teeth bared in a grimace of pleasure and the purple head spurted a ropy strand of semen into the air. Bearach. "He laughs and says, "Ms. Morgan, it's right on the business card but I guess you missed it. My name is Rick."Mabel saves me by offering, "Well Rick, I want you to know if you're ever in the area feel free to stop in for a meal."Rick almost embarrasses himself when he gratefully says, "Wow! Are you certain of that?"Mabel says, "Of course! I love cooking and it's even better when it's appreciated."Rick offers, "Well Mabel, if you ever need a ride anywhere, feel free to call me." With a flourish. Many have and will call me insane, mad, a twisted pervert. Perhaps...or perhaps I am simply a teacher...an illuminator in the darkness...a guide to allowing one to reach and achieve all that is possible.The Second: Anita, Joe and Molly.Picture the room again with three people sleeping on the bed. One is Anita, a woman of forty years of age. Honey colored hair, cut short. She is a woman with a body that edges towards voluptuousness. Anita possesses solid, weighty 38 DD breasts...a stomach.