After she had many shattering orgasms, with plenty of screaming andrubbing herself on my face. She finally dismounted.She was smiling and leaned over ...and kissed me."Thank you, tiny dick faggot. Be right back."I was still wondering if I should pinch myself cause it still allseemed like a dream.She returned with fresh coffee. Then returned with a cup for herself."You ate Mommy so good, fag. Thank you. I could get used to that."We drank our coffee in silence for a while."Mommy's going to have. “I should spank you for making me doing this myself,” he said and I stiffened and turned toward him in alarm. “Lie back down,” he ordered. I did. He pushed his cock in between my legs and I pushed back against it, instinctively, as I tilted my ass up. He drew his body away from mine and I felt the absence with a new, pointed hunger. “No. You don’t get it that easy, Krystenah. I heard you beg before when you were over Brian’s knee. I want you to beg now, for my cock.” I smiled at this and cooed.. "Hello? Yeah hang on." he said briskly to it."Baby, go inside use the bathroom to see if you can get the stain off. I've got to take this call anyway and I'll join in a few minutes. It won't take long." I giggled as he kissed my lips and walked away.I stood up. My feet felt a long way from my head, but at the same time I didn't feel drunk, exactly."One more won't hurt." I broke another bite of a fresh brownie and headed for the house. I missed the grin Elliot had on his face.Someone was in. Elizabeth's words about our future together echoed again and again in my mind. Sure, I didn't want to commit to the future, but here it was, right in front of me.Finally, I lay back, unable to come to terms with the conflict between desire and reason. I'd stopped being a virgin less than three weeks ago; I had, since then, had more than my fair share of experience. In my heart, I knew I loved Elizabeth and Mary more than I could ever love anyone else. And yet my brain insistently whispered.