Kayla stepped into the doorway, holding two glasses of soda. She had stripped down to her bra and panties, and struck a pose there, one knee bent, hol...ing one glass to her lips as she stared at me.My throat was dry, but I wasn't thinking about sodas just then. I sat there on the couch, staring at her and lusting for her, unmoving.She came over and set the drinks down on the coffee table, and then leaned over me and kissed me softly. I put my arms around her and worked at the hooks of her bra as. .. I spread my legs... fucking my ass.John. Fucking my ass.I wanted John. Wanted to please him. Give myself to him, if he wanted.I came again. Shooting my cum onto the towel.Next week came along and on Tuesday as John and I finished up our training session and he was about to drive me home I asked him..."John, do you think it's time for another shave?"He understood."Yes, yes, Billy. It could be." Will you help me?" Oh yes, Billy. I would love to."We said no more as he drove to his house. We got. More than once she had to walk out of an exam, accompanied by an invigilator, to throw up in the toilet, then return to try to concentrate on the exam paper. She passed all her exams despite the difficulties. When her baby was born we all doted on him. So our little family had grown again.Slut changed her name back to Lilly. “After all,” as she put it, “I love being a slut, but I'm no more a slut than Sarah, Angie, or Wendy.” Lilly completed her PhD with high praise from her supervisor, who. I guess it'll be spring before we can get back on the road for the jogging that Jeff started with us. But we've kept it up on the treadmills, and the exercise shows in my legs, she thought as she turned back around to face herself in the mirror.So much has changed in our lives since coming out here. She laughed aloud at the thought. I had no idea what I was getting into when he pushed that wonderful cock of his through my hymen while I lay in the back seat of that car all those years ago. And.