Bracha pulled her shirt over her head and followed me upstairs so we can have some privacy of our own. We were in the master bedroom kissing and touch...ing. We paused for a minute and listened to the squeaking sounds of bedsprings and passionate sighs. It came from beyond the walls and I felt like I was in a state-of-the art erotic theater. I could not even lie, listening to them turned Bracha and me on. We jumped in the bed and got into some intense lovemaking. Bracha’s legs were around my waist. "Okay, pussy-mouth," Ace grunted. "Use your hand to jerk me off whileyou suck just the end. I want my cream to go into your mouth and notright down your throat. Hold onto as much of it as you can. I knowthat's what you want to do anyway."Chrissy hated all the lies they were telling about him. He didn'tenjoy any of this. And he'd never had any fantasies about being withmen. Still, it would be difficult to convince anyone of that while helooked and acted the way he did, and more so with. "Yeah. Weird. She cut you off mid-sentence. That's not like her."Richard got up and went to the door. He peeked out the view hole, and then opened the door and stepped out. A moment later he reentered and closed the door again."I guess she lost track of time," Richard said, shrugging.Sandra stood up and walked to the window. For a long time the two of them just stood still, trying to decipher Emily's sudden departure."Hey, look," Sandra said suddenly. She held up an envelope."What is it?". I'm just looking for hot, purely physical sex with no strings attached...the exact same thing that most men are looking for. I don't want love, romance or slow seduction, because I already have those things...I just want to meet a hot guy, fuck like a****ls and go our separate ways, exhausted and satisfied. And for that, I'll take a guy with a big dick any day...and the bigger, the better. His job, his intellect and his conversation skills really don't matter because we may not ever see each.