It was just sex, and everyone was an eager participant without expectations.I would have thought that the repeated sexual encounters with Kaia would q...uench my thirst for her. I'd assumed that my initial infatuation with Kaia from the housewarming party was based on nostalgia. And after getting used to her presence my desire would wane and my brain would stop spinning to let me just enjoy the affections of Marissa.But every time we fucked I wanted her more, and more. I was quickly becoming. It was amazing! Like an electric jolt throughtout my whole body,centered on my crouch."Please! Let me have it!" my voice yelled."Don't worry Leslie, it's coming," Lindsey said cockily. The fingerswithdrew and left me feeling so empty. Only for a second however, becauseher nine inches slammed into me!I had thought the fingers were good! My god!"YES! YES!" I shouted. "HARDER!" I screamed as she bent my legs backtowards my head.I don't know how long we went at it, but when I woke up, my entire. "While I turned in the direction of the bar George started the conversation. "Brent here is the best damn newspaper photographer in the city," he told Kris. "He's on staff at The Times." George had a way of exaggerating big time, but I had no problem with him building me up in front of Kris. I knew exactly what he was going to say next as he started to chuckle."You know the difference between his job and mine?" he asked. Kris shook her head. "I shoot the live bodies, he shoots the dead. She couldn't deny it because she was sure as hell, he wanted it too."Please," she concluded, unable to articulate anything more than that. She didn't care what he did, or how he did it, just that she was down and hit her hard."Just a moment," he whispered, leaving her ear, dragging his mouth down the back of her neck. She moaned as she felt him take his weight off her, and her jaw dropped as he reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her wet pussy to the cool October.