” Liz smirked “maybe I shouldn’t make you wait” and with that she took my hand and led me to the bathroom. Once in, she quickly locked the doo... behind us. We immediately started making out and as she pressed her body against mine, my cock grew and grew. “I want to taste you” and with that she was on her knees pulling down the pants of my costume. My dick sprang out and she immediately began working to take it down her throat. She got into a rhythm. She would bob down to the base of my cock,. Amy had let him do her legs.She had put each leg in his lap and moved it some on his hard cock. He had erupted in his bathing suit.Amy said she wished she could have watched him spurt. Right now she even wished he had spurted in her.Carol said " Amy, for God's sake, don't talk crazy like that" ! " That guy looked alright but he could have any one of sixty three venereal diseases".Amy said she knew that but she sure was in need of a man right then.Amy asked Carol if she would think of renting me. ”“You're going to be fucking your way across America? And leaving me alone, here?”“Yes and no. I hope that you won't be alone. I think that it makes a lot of sense if Wendy and Brad move in here while I'm away, and the three of you fuck your brains out. How about it?”I had an image flit through my head of Brad fucking my pussy from behind while I was eating Wendy's pussy. I hadn't eaten Wendy's pussy since we were teenagers. OR Brad fucking my arse while Wendy and I sucked each other in a 69?. We broke up bitterlyBut this poem is not about our spatI don’t love you anymoreBut this poem is not about thatI guess you are wonderingWhat is the fuss about this rhymeThe truth be told, I confessI have been missing you all this timeI miss you .I think about you, I think about usI really don’t know whyI reminisce about how things wereEven if sometimes, it makes me cryI know, that I miss you like crazyBut sometimes I feel it’s best if I pretendThings might get a bit too complicatedIf I try to.