I spent more time thinking about Stacy than I did about Ginny. If I had any regrets at all, it would be for not taking her out on a second date when I...had the chance to. I had convinced myself, by then, that Stacy had planned on letting me fuck her on that second date. By then, I was upset that I'd never given myself the opportunity to find out if I was right or not.Monday afternoon, right before seventh period started, Ginny walked up to me and asked me if Stacy had called me yet?"No. I don't. The videocam caught every come-shot as the men sprayed and spurted. Come dripped from chins and cheeks as the third set of dicks poked through. They took a break, pulling the circles down temporarily over the holes in the wall. It was necessary to report to the camera. “Oh baby, we are such sluts!” said Kelly. “I never imagined something like this – all you can eat dessert! It’s penis-smorgasboard, and I’ve had three helpings so far!” Kneeling now close to the camera lens, Mary said,. She looked like a million bucks, of course, having already been modified to be an exaggerated version of her old self. She had chestnut hair, hazel eyes, full breasts, and a rather large booty. I hadn’t seen her since high school, when we broke up after she cheated on me during the prom and I took my revenge by banging her twin sister Michelle at the very same prom.No, they were not identical twins, they were fraternal, so I knew exactly which sister had slept with Jimmy Malone that night and. My wife was more nurturing and had a better bed side manner. They were opposites but the made it work. They did share a lot of interests and became good friends. We had hung out with Sharon and her husband Jake many times. Sharon's bitchiness wore on my wife. Bonnie would constantly say she was going to quit, but she didn't because of their friendship. As life moved on my wife and I had begun our family and her pregnancy took a toll on her physically and she was forced to quit her job. Soon.