His expression of love sounded a lot different from his smart-ass “I love ya, bro,” talk of only a few months ago, and I wasn't comfortable with t...hat.* * * * * * * * * *It was a couple of weeks before we were supposed to leave for college. My phone rang. It was Chelsea. I could hear her wailing when I hit the green button.“You son of a bitch!” she screamed into my ear.“What?”“You are SO damn lucky I haven't called the cops. I'm still not sure I won't.”“Babe, what are you talking about?”“I. How did this start? Perhaps we are born with these fetishes in our dna , I don’t know but my fetish arose from an incident when I was quite young at the seaside , Bournemouth I believe. I was in the sea on. Very warm summer day floating on light waves on a small lilo. There were quite a few people in as it was hot and people felt the need to cool down a bit. I became very interested in two attractive and colorfully frocked mature ladies I guess they were in their thirties but very pretty with. Cherie moaned in gratitude, and moved her butt in time with her mother’s tongue thrusts. Mr. Brooks couldn’t believe his own eyes, and he had to concentrate so he didn’t explode too soon. He moved out from under the p*****n girl, and stood behind her mother, who helped him remove her shorts and thong. Then, he entered her wet pussy with his fingers, as the mother continued to eat her daughter’s tight little ass. He frigged Alice harder and harder, showing no mercy. Alice responded by shoving. “What made you so wet?” “I’ve been wet all night,” she peeped, squirming from my touch. “I’ve been waiting for this since we first went to the bar.”“Waiting for what?” I asked, pulling her panties down over her round, naked ass. “Waiting for you to…use me. To make me…your slut.” I smiled. Mya always knew what I wanted to hear. I tore her panties down around her knees as she moaned with reluctant approval. Bending my knees down, I grasped my cock and aimed it towards her dripping cunt. “You.