There are all kinds of love, Ian. I mean, look at me! Turns out I’m into everybody. I don’t think any two people in history have ever shared the s...ame kind of love. The five of us are your friends, but that doesn’t mean we’re ‘just’ your friends. We all love you, in our own ways.” Warmth radiated from Talia’s arms, wrapped around my chest. I looked down into her incredible, exotic eyes as she continued, “You made her happy, Ian. And she made you happy. That’s what matters.” Without thinking, I. He knew how to get me so wet. Of course my toys didn't hurt any either. My favorite part of phone sex was hearing him cum. I was still horny this morning, my hand moving to my breasts as I tugged on my nipples. It feels so good playing with my tits. My pussy gets so wet when my nipples get hard. I slid a finger to my slit, I could feel the wetness. As I fingered my hole I could hear the sounds my juices made. Damn I wanted to feel a hard a cock in me, fucking me hard and making me cum.The nasty. Around my neck, the delicate leather collar you made for me. My sheer white blouse that hints at the detailed lingerie underneath trying it's very best to keep my ample soft fleshy curves at bay. And my tight pencil skirt, that hugs my hips and thighs.Taking your hand, I turn and walk down the hall to the living room. Sitting you in your favorite arm chair, I perch myself on your knee. Your hand comes up to cup my chin, running your thumb across my lips. This simple caress has my eyes closed. Emily began to slowly fuck in and out, kissing Christy and playing with her breasts as she did. Christy was in ecstasy, writhing on the bed as she was pounded by Emily’s cock. Cristy’s pussy was soaking the bed underneath them when she put her hand to Emily’s chest, pushing her back and making her stop.“Did you want me to slow down? Stop?” Emily asked.“God no,” Christy panted. “I want to roll over.”Emily giggled, and pulled out, letting Christy get down on all fours in front of her, presenting.