“Good boy!” I said, “How does it feel?”“Oh! It’s … it’s great, your mouth is so warm! And your throat … like fucking an ass! Awesome...!” he marveled.He started fucking my mouth, then I let him go deeper until again his cock went down my throat. He started fucking my throat in short but slow thrusts, I even managed to take him a bit deeper. His balls were right on my nose, covering my nostrils every time he pushed in. The thick spit was running down all over my face, my eyes, my forehead. I pushed. When I needed a lover she was that, a friend, there she was; it was a nice change. We talked at length about my relationship with Kathy and how it affected me. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised as her undergrad work was in psychology. By the end of that time, I had decided to return to school and finish my degree. We had also come to the conclusion that things would be much easier if we became platonic roommates rather than lovers -- we were barely sleeping together and our sex life was. “You will be living alone?”“Yes.”“I suggest you get a dog.”“What kind? A German Shepard? Doberman?”“No. I’d suggest something right-sized for living in a house. I’d recommend a Miniature Schnauzer. You want a dog that will make a lot noise when a stranger stops by,” David said.“I’d never figure a Schnauzer to be a good attack dog,” Carl said.“It’s not. If things get to a point where you’re relying on a dog to protect you from harm, then you’ve waited way too long to get the hell out of here.. "The two of you get to kiss people as they exit," Lynette told us.When the couples heard this, they arranged themselves so that the guys were on Kristen's side of the door, while the girls were on my side of the door.One by one, I kissed all the girls briefly, and let them out of the room. The guys all kissed Kristen.Lynette and Camille were the last to depart. Lynette headed toward Kristen and Camille advanced toward me. Our kisses were much longer and much hotter.I saw that Lynette's kiss was.