We know you would like to see those stories, but we have covered our sex life up to here pretty well, and we both think you could imagine it as well a... we could describe it after the fact. Sandy met a girl named Alyson during our senior year. They thought about moving in together, but instead, at our request, Alyson moved in with Sandy near the end of our senior year. They were pretty serious. Alyson was a couple of years older. Stephanie even jumped in bed with them occasionally. Alyson wasn’t. For a while they rode along, looking at the landscape they were passing through. First were the small towns, then farms, gradually melting away to the forest.By the time they were on the bridge over the Strait, Marge had been dozing for a half hour. Paul knew that she hadn't meant to. He didn't mind. He never tired of the scenery, even if just driving through.Marge woke up with a start as Paul pulled into the parking space."Are we there?" she asked, drowsy and rubbing her eyes."Almost; I just. We let ourselves prey to the fire that we’ve ignited , and I love burning. You know what you want and you want me to please you; I can see it in your eyes. That look, makes me servile…your slave…and that thought makes me wet. You grab my breast and squeeze it violently, ripping what little clothes I had on, exposing my erect nipples. You lick them and then start sucking on them , making them yearn for more , and making me crave more. I feel the warmth of your mouth and the circular movements of. I wanna feel the double penetration. I want to be fucked in both holes at the same time. PLEASE!” I am practically screaming at you.“Alright whore, take this fake cock!” You shout suddenly, and thrust the dildo fully into my waiting pussy. “OH FUCK!” I scream in ecstasy. The feeling of both holes being filled and my clit being teased is unbelievably amazing. You fuck my pussy at a pace that’s just fast enough to bring me close to the edge and keep me there. “Ok you filthy slut, here’s what.