I stroke quicker at this dirty thought. I'm aroused enough now that I want to be dirty, to think dirty thoughts, to moan loudly, to exclaim aloud, "I'... gonna fucking cum." I want to push myself over the top into a mind-blowing orgasm. My thoughts go back to fucking Gina. Gina and I didn't make love, we fucked, she liked sex to be dirty and loud...----Gina liked to talk dirty when we fucked. Not during foreplay, but when I mounted her, her vocal inhibitions fell away like I flipped a switch. As I exited her room I heard a voice, “you are forgetting someone”. I was master Kane leaning on the wall. I ride Harley Davidson Motorcycle,” you have a ride with me” he asked. “Yes master Kane”, I replied. “Cool, I always dreamt of riding my motorcycle with a topless babe, put on sunscreen on your upper body specially your tits so that they don’t get sun burned, I want your 32C's erotic tits in my bed tonight”, He said tossing me a sunscreen lotion.I wore a helmet and sat behind master Kane. But I had a bit more than usual and then I sort of had ... I just let ... I just don't know ... Somehow, there were loads of men ... They all had a turn at me ... I don't know who they were..."Woz chuckled. "Sounds like you had a good time, girlfriend. No gain without pain though. So whyn't you have it ... you know have an ... get it terminated?" Abortion? I meant to. I just never got round to it. I was going to. But I didn't want to tell anyone about it. I didn't want my parents to know. Or my. Susan had smoked a joint and was on her third glass of champagne. She was already too drunk to drive home. It made no difference anyway. Her husband was on another of his so-called business trips to the east coast. Going home would only make her feel more alone and depressed than she already felt. She'd collected a blanket and walked down the stone steps leading toward the beach. Kicking off her shoes, she walked out into the sand and stretched the blanket out. The noise of the party high above.