I was placing myself – and my future – entirely in your hands.”I bowed my head. This woman scared me, as much for the faith she apparently place...d in me. I decided I needed to keep things light.“OK, then you go use the facilities – I’ll allow you to skip begging this time – and I’ll go find something for you to wear home. I’ll drive you.“Oh, and you are not to wash your face or your hair. As my slut, I want you to wear my cum for everyone to see.” I put two fingers into her cunt, and painted her. .I'm right up you now honey...fucking you...aaahhhhhhhh."My own cock was hard as a rock as I stroked myself in time with his thrusts. I heard Helen moan again and gasp loudly as her second climax gripped her. I could feel my own cum starting to boil up in my balls as I rubbed my shaft. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. I had to bite my lip as I came to stop from crying out, the cum shooting from the tip of my cock and splashing onto the floor of the mens room between my legs.. He remembered the bar, the late night crowd, and drinking far more than he was used to. He thought of the cigarettes he'd smoked, proffered by some instant friend he'd found. He recalled standing in the smoking area outside as people milled around and laughed at corny jokes.Then he was sitting in the driver's seat of his car. He was staring at the clocks, knowing full well he was unable to drive. He wondered where he was going to spend the night and thought he might stay there, in his car. His. “We all just spent the last two weeks all having sex with him. Did anyone get hurt, is anyone jealous of the other three? We had sex with Jay and each other the mornings after and made that work. So, I repeat, Why can’t we all have him?”“Heather, what would people think?” asked Connie. “Not to mention, at worst, it’s called polygamy, and it’s illegal, or at the least is polyamory, a practice frowned upon.”“Who cares what anyone thinks?” extolled Heather! ”I mean, I love you guys, and I love.