It's like a defensive mechanism we have, your best friends fuck us because we chose to hump them and you never know when we play one against the other... It's the sex and the variety, we are made for the sole purpose of being taken, used and discarded, like a condom thrown into the gutter, full of semen in the inside, and the female DNA coated all over the outside.I am writing about three short accounts of my life and I would be interested in you reading them and then in the comments after,. I found myself standing at a strange kind of crossroads in the middle ofspace. In every direction there were paths, going left, right, even upand down, far too many paths for me to count.I stood helplessly for a moment, unable to decide what to do.Then a figure faded into existence beside me, and I turned to watch itbecome more solid. It was cloaked and hooded in such a way I could be sureof no features, but when it touched my hand I shuddered involuntarily.But despite my discomfort, I let the. I went up on tiptoe, then held his cock in place as I lowered myself onto it as he pushed upwards into me. Then he was in, my vaginal walls expanding smoothly to accommodate his thickness. I sighed as I felt him filling me. It felt so good to have a proper thick, hot dick inside me at last. Without any hesitation, he began to thrust into me, pushing me back against the pile of hay. I was so wet that there was a real squelch each time he thrust home, and I felt a few dribbles of my juices. Just the two of us.”“My answer is yes, I would love to,” she said. “But I will pay.”“Oh no, I can’t let you do that. I am asking you…”“I’d love to. If I can pay.”“Okay, we will talk about it tomorrow. Perhaps we will have our first argument,” he said.Bernie laughed and said she hoped not.“I have a dive trip tomorrow,” he said. “Some college kids. I will call you here when I get back. It should be mid-afternoon, unless the weather is bad and it will be earlier. We will make our plans.”“A dive.