They came in all sizes, ages, and colors. Lily was exhilarated by the variety. It wasn't Eric she wanted to screw anymore. She was hooked on having se... with anonymous men. She craved having sex with new men, strange men. Lily had learned that she was as greedy for sex as the men she fucked. It gave her pleasures unequaled by all other of life's endeavors. It seemed that Lily was making up for lost time. Most of her men liked her bush. Several wished she was shaved. Lily compromised and gave it. This was the instant of truth. I needed to cross the line RIGHT NOW, or the moment would be over. Time to be a man. Okay, so maybe what I did wasn't that courageous, kind of lame really, but it worked. I said, "Hey, I better have some tissue if I’m going to do this," knowing I'd otherwise cum all over his mom's couch. So I leaned over to grab some. The thing is, the box was on the end table at Ron's end of the couch, so I had to lean across him. Somehow I executed the move perfectly. I. ”“Yes! Anyway, we went and found a fleapit in Bristol, full of the dirty mackintosh brigade, and saw an American porn film together one Saturday before the exams to give us a break from revision – several weeks before Mum came to stay. It wasn’t quite as unbelievable as the German one, there was some sort of plot, but most of the ‘excuses’ for meeting up and having sex were pretty lame. Anyway, it gave us several new ideas for role play!”The grin on her face told me all I needed to know.“So. I-I’m sorry, honey!’ He was leaning over her now, his face just a few inches from hers. ‘Well, if you think you can get around me like tha… mmmnngh!’ Her words were cut off, as his mouth enveloped hers. She struggled, half-heartedly, for a few seconds, then relaxed. ‘Mmmmngh!’ she murmured, as they kissed, passionately and deeply, oblivious to their two, giggling spectators. His hand caressed her left breast, teasing the nipple into full hardness, as his tongue played with her tonsils. It took.