Bedroom.”“Huh?”“I don’t want us to be cramped. I want room. I want this to be clean and light and open. Me and you.”“You’re serious.�...“I’m serious because I love you, Tommy.”She disengaged and stood up, tugging my hand. “Come on.”I stood up. “Wait, Mimi...” She looked at me, almost frightened, hurt. “This MEANS something. It’s with YOU. It means something. Do you...”“I understand completely, Tommy. I’m the same way. Sex is easy. This is NOT sex. I don’t do ‘sex’ any more.” She looked serious.. Mario had been in a frenzy. He'd gotten to John's house early, and let himself in with his key, and when John got home, Mario was on John's bed, fucking his hole with the John Stryker dildo that John sometimes used with his tricks as a warmup for the real thing. Mario was in his middle twenties, with a muscular, almost hairless body, except for the thick hair under his arms and around his fat prick. John had been half-hard already, squeezing his dick in its tight jock as he drove home, and the. “Would you join us?” the voice invited and the group approached her. “Please stand Miss, and open your legs and bend over,” one of the men said. Liz did so and as she bent down, her breasts fell free of the dress. The men approached, one taking a position beneath her, removing the vibrator and placing it between her breasts and began to nibble her pussy. Another presented his cock to Liz’s face and fed it into her mouth. Two of the others took a hand each and she began wanking their hardening. The thickness of the lube combined with the tightness of her little hole made slight creamy smacking sounds as I continued to penetrate her. I made it in just to the thickest part of my cock when she started breathing heavily.She had been holding her breath as I made my initial assault. I stopped, allowing her to catch her breath.As her breathing eased she turned her head slightly and nodded with approval for me to proceed. I started pushing in again and she raised her head as the thickest part.