Franky blushed and stuttered. "You . . . dammit . . . you said it was okay! You were lying right next to her! You said she wanted to suck my dick!" My... point is," I said, "that sex is not a big deal. I enjoyed watching you fuck Amy. It was like being out of my own body so I could watch her enjoy sex." Then why'd you bring it up?" Franky said, exasperated."Because sex is great fun," I said. "We take the act far too seriously. You ain't the only one we've had a threesome with." Why on earth would. He ‘liked’ her, as they said back in high school. She hadn’t dropped any hints that she felt the same way, so he felt like he was making the right decision. For Korey, such a hint would have had to be nothing less than a flashing neon sign. He would rather enjoy her company as friends than have it be awkward if she didn’t feel the same way. Valentine’s Day weekend rolled around and at the end of that Saturday Bethany handed him a thickly folded square of paper, ‘See you next week.’ She smiled. "Have you ever known anyone who gets what they want? I mean overall, in the big picture of their lives. Do they get what they want?" Mmm. Not yet." Have you?"I laughed. "I haven't had time to work on it yet. I did get my newspaper route. I got myself built up for the delivery bikes. I made the money to get me to New York." Yes, Martha told me that story." And what else did Martha tell you?"She grinned. "That's the fourth time you asked me that." That's the fourth time you wouldn't tell me."She. May and I had full vaginal intercourse at least twice a day, and between making out and blowjobs I’m surprised we managed to travel at all. At a gas station I turned to her and said. “It feels weird when I don’t have my dick inside you grandma.” May smiled her mischievous smile at me and said “I know what you mean.” We took hundreds of photos of the two of us engaged in all sorts of sexual behavior. We even found a video feature and after a few days of trial and error managed to get a beautiful.