She screamed, her pussy juice spraying everywhere. I grinned, looking up at her. “A squirter?”She looked away, obviously embarrassed. “Yeah, I s...hould have- ““That’s really hot.” I lay beside her, also exhausted now. I looked sideways at her. “Hey, hasn’t anyone ever done that for you?“Lacey smiled. “No, but I’ll be asking for it more often now.”I grinned back. “It could- “The door burst open and my sister stumbled in, her hands around the waist of some man. She looked up and saw me in the bed.. Tonight it may be different. Although he had never met Susan69, they had flirted over the chat rooms. He had bared his soul, told her secrets he had never told anyone else, including his therapist. Was Susan69 the person who could break him free of the maelstrom of despair? A beacon of hope to light up his darkness? The taxi pulled up at the address she had given him. He nearly didn’t get out. What would she be like? Would they really like each other? Taking a deep breath he paid the fare and. I just continued watching her, wondering if she could feel my cock beginning to throb more than before as she took it into her mouth. Jennifer’s eyes opened and she looked up to see me watching her. She took me out of her mouth, and began stroking my shaft with her hand instead.“Good morning, sleepyhead. I thought you might be interested in some morning fucking.”Was she kidding? Of course, I was interested in some morning, afternoon, or evening fucking!“Give me a couple of minutes to wake up,. ..............What a fucked up life this is I thought.I had taken my laptop to the states and on it I had photographs of Amanda and I in happier times, some nights my heart would feel heavy at the loss, but I never let it show in my few emails to Amanda, I had been in the states about 5 months when I received a email from Susan saying how worried she was about Amanda it seemed she had lost a lot of weight and was in trouble keeping on top of her job so much so that she had been forced to take.