I just didn’t think I was going to have to have sex with someone to do it,” Caine sighed.“Oh, you poor thing. Gotta have sex to help a friend. P...oor you,” Tonya snarked.Caine looked pensive, then let out a small sigh. “Alright, good point.”“Is sex the only way to do this?” Janie asked.“It’s the only way I know how to do it,” Tonya shrugged. “Do you know another way?”“Prayer?” Janie answered. “That’s the way I learned.”Tonya laughed. “I wouldn’t even know where to start.”“I didn’t know how to. She too don’t call me but still whenever I think about her some sort of happiness.I don’t know what this feeling is. Some times I even curse myself for wasting time thinking about this unknown gal. Don’t know how she looks still thinking about her. Some or other way I ruined my grades that semester I got admission in some clg out of state. I don’t want to miss her. so I called her & told about my admission etc. for communication I gave my email ID. Maybe she had thrown it that day itself.I. About a week after our last "session" we planned towag another games lesson that coming Wednesday afternoon.By now Jeff had done a complete inventory of Sue's clothes and had pickedout what he wanted me to wear before we got there. He had also been intoone or two shoe shops and bought a cheap but sexy pair of high heels forme. When we got to his house I went straight up to Sue's room to find thetight top I had worn at our first session along with a tiny latex mini-skirt, a bra, panties plus the. The sounds are so loud I cannot believe how they shatter the stillness of the night. Mark’s body slamming into mine is like cracks of thunder tearing the silence asunder. Tonya and I add a chorus of moans and soft groans like the evening dew rolling in. Mark has her hair in his hand now. His fist keeps her planted to where our bodies join. My fingers continue to pound out a rhythm in her tight hole. We are like freight trains on a collision course with each other. A three-way head on collision.