And I sure as hell ain't happy getting all dressed up foranother round of rejection." Jeff, who had the MYST compact disc in his hand, dropped it an...d ran intohis room, locked the door and started crying. I ran to the door andyelled: "What did I say? Jeff, I'm sorry guy. Hey I wasn't calling you a girl. Itwas just a stupid fantasy brought on by too much beer and not enough sex. Maybe I should buy domestic next time, I never have these kind of thoughtswith Bud or Miller. Hey guy, calm down." . "Lady Lida!" I exclaimed, "as in famed for close encounters of the swan kind?"Anne blushed, typing furiously.>"Not now you don't, George. Sorry, but I'm giving a tour>at the moment." This royal Russian tea urn and his spigot--what's he keep talking about anyway?" His penis." She didn't bat an eye, or miss a keystroke."Oh." Oh. Oh boy. Oh my god. Her faux social life and sexual life were one and the same. Gave a whole new meaning to the phrase digital sex. Granted, I hadn't had an orgasm in over. ”Jeff was very pleased with that turn of events, and we were both so excited that we sucked each other to two more orgasms that night. We did fuck on the plane, and it's hard for me to describe how good it felt when Jeff pushed his big cock into me and I felt him bottom out on my cervix. I felt his veins and big cock head as he thrust into me, and he was sucking the milk from my tits the whole time he was fucking me.It felt so good when we both orgasmed and he filled me with his big load of. You and I will be as before. But—Hank will be kind of a second husband to me—I mean since you know everything already. He'll be like a brother to you, a brother husband. Unofficial of course, but for us the real McCoy," she said.I stared. I had no words. I couldn't breathe all that well. I took a shallow breath and I must have flushed or taken on an indeterminate expression."Sounds good, huh?" she said."You're fucking crazy both of you. We're done here. Please go straight to hell," I.