”“Yes.”“Mik, you’ve wanted to be Doctor Mike since fourth grade. Now, because of Angie, you think you’re being selfish?”“That’s pret...ty much the bottom line. I feel like a jerk putting that ahead of everything.”“No, you feel like a jerk putting being Doctor Mike ahead of Angie.”“Doctor Mercer said it wasn’t real because of Angie’s condition. Intellectually, I know she’s right, but my heart just doesn’t see it.”“And ‘fantasy Angie’ was no more real than ‘fantasy Tasha’.”I smirked, “Tasha was. " Talk to me...tell me how it feels," I urge right before biting down where her neck met her shoulder, shaking my head a bit as I did so. Her hand slips to the back of my head, pressing me closer against her. " I love the way you fuck me, John," Heather moans. " No one fucks me as good as you do. No one stretches me and fills me like you do," she murmurs. " I love wearing your marks..." she cries out again as I hit a sensitive spot, her nails digging into my shoulder again.I gnaw on her neck. She stared at me and could find no sign's of trauma."Oh, I had a one hundred pound malignant tumor along with the sign in bright red flashing neon letters that said "FUCKING IDIOT" removed this week."Beth and Josh burst into laughter at my joke. Lisa appeared shocked at my crude choice of words. I had always been a gentleman with her around and rarely swore when she was near, "I want to know what you want and then I want you to leave. Period. This week you have taken everything that mattered to. I was in heaven. One chap had his cock out and beconed me over. i knelt infront of him and began to suck his cock. He worked his hips so his cock moved in and out my mouth. I made sure my mouth was wet with spit so his cock was well lubed. Soon enough dicks began to appear and pussy as well. Hands were on my tits, in my cunt my ass, all over me. I raised myself from squatting to allow them to have un-inhibited access to my pussy and ass.By now my sweet pussy was dripping and someone began to.