“How can you be gay?”“That doesn’t mean I don’t want to.” She replied.“Shell why do you all of a sudden think you are gay?” I asked. ...“Last night,” She started then taking a deep breath said, “I found this book.” She picked up the porno magazine. “I was curious and started reading it. It got me so horny that I had to get myself off as I read it, but as I played with myself all I could think about was you.”My best friend was sitting there bare assed naked, telling me that she had been. " Ching Lee, check and see if it is right; you grasp it and see if it will move in and out a little without causing Jenny any discomfort," I said.As she did Jenny jerked and said, "Oh, that's feels real good."The whole time this conversation was going on Marcy was rocking away on me and getting all dreamy eyed. She would slow down then speed up. She would close her eyes for a moment then they would open wide as she moaned. Every time she moaned I would squeeze and pinch her nipples. I didn't. We hardly saw each other. When we did, it was for a less-than-romantic television dinner. Wheel of Fortune became more interesting than him. When we tried to talk, it boiled down to the same thing - bear his children, stop working and iron his socks. No, he wasn't violent or aggressive about it but he kept going on about how Tom, Dick and Harry all had beautiful, submissive wives and 2.5 lovely children, trying to persuade me into doing his will. I got sick. It was tragic but I didn't have the. His fingers traced over my eager little love bump and down to my hole, which he found wet and willing. He slid a finger up inside me."Ahhhh," I sighed. "Yes. Oh, god, I'm horny. Yesssss."Manny started tugging my jeans down, and I let go of his prick to help. Pushing, pulling and wriggling, we managed to work them over my hips and down to my knees, exposing my light brown bush. Manny bent over and planted a quick kiss on my mound before continuing to strip off my pants. I kicked my sandals away,.