" Thanks," Tina said. "You're an angel." I'll go get Paul," Ken said, and left them."No," Deanna said softly as she looked into Tina's eyes. "You are...."Her feet, ankles and lower legs were throbbing, so she didn't objectwhen they sat down at a table with some of the players and their datesafter the second dance set. Paul and Deanna, having hit it off nicely,joined them. So did Jack Quinn, the team quarterback, and hisgirlfriend, Mary Ellen Page.Mary Ellen was warm and friendly toward the other. Now im a swimmer so i wax. Everything. Even by buthole and the feeling from the spit and dick i can honestly say out of this world. 10 minutes after we get into the real fuck she pulls out. she moving faaster so i basically can gues what comes next. she moves to shoot on my back but im felling adventurenous so i flip over and bury my face in her dick. she is obviosly affected and yea just fucks my mouth but its different this time. I could by her orgasm that she literally was a girl with a. I foundmyself fantasizing and . . . gasp . . . lusting after the image of Ai upon thescreen. I imagined what it would feel like to have him in me. And what itwould be like to suck him off.The days and days mounted up in which I saw nothing but my new image. I heard only my new voice. My affection for Ai grow from just friendshipto something more. I actually loved him. It wasn't the love of a man forhis fellow man, but the way a woman loves a man. It had gotten to sucha point that even the. ”“Oh, Uncle Jack, what on earth do you mean?” said Tessa. “You mean you fancied other men? Maybe still do?” she asked archly.“No, not any more, but something happened about five or so years ago, before I met Megan, that, how can I put it, sowed the seeds of doubt in my mind.”“Do tell,” said Tessa. “Your secret's safe with us.”“You sure you want to hear this? It's probably not what you're expecting.”“Whatever it is, maybe just talking about it will bring you a bit of peace,” I said. “But we'll.