But I couldn't rule it out."She arrived around 8:00 in the evening. It was raining out and rain always caused her to want to have sex. She loved makin...g love, or fucking, when it was raining. She was particularly fond of fucking in the car as the rain pinged off of the rooftop. The three of them sat down to have a few drinks and talk a bit. So, there was small talk but she could tell and the guys could tell what was on all of their minds. It was getting naked and having sex. As much sex as they. " She continued, twisting his chest hairs around her finger. She was fascinated with them. "If you need me, you know who I am and where I live. I want you to know that you will always be welcome there, even if you just want to talk. I'd love to visit the cabin again, anytime you want... or need to." Her fingers dug into his pectorals, emphasizing her last point.He felt shamed and elated at the same time. He had not planned to reveal his identity to her. It was a sort of tradition. The members. Gage remained sitting at the table watching, wondering why he was so curious about this girl. He supposed it was because all of Marty’s girlfriends tended to flirt with him, some were so forward he worried for his virtue. So what made this girl different? The walking wet dream comment certainly had his attention, and yet she didn’t seem to pursue him even though it was obvious she was interested. He shrugged, maybe she was dating someone, but then again Marty had said that she was single, no. “Depends. How hungry are you?” You dick jumps and you'd love to tell her starving for your sweet ass but smile and say “very. I didn't catch your name?”“ You didn't ask.” A small chuckle, “it’s Mila. and yours?” Before you could answer you feel a small hand on your back. You hear a voice that sends slight chills down your body, the kind that is making your cock ache. “Is Mila taking good care of you?” You turn to answer but your eyes are instantly locked. You can't look away from her. You.