’ She blushed as he had stumbled over the words. ‘I couldn’t sleep. What are you doing here at three o’clock in the morning?’ Thoughts rushe... through her mind as to if he would approve or disapprove of her Wiccan ways. He took a few steps towards her to get closer to the fire, and she momentarily felt like a trapped animal. His baggy, wrinkled sweatshirt didn’t prevent her from being distracted by the images of him shirtless this summer. ‘Listen, Brianna, you don’t have to be afraid to tell me. “Not really. It’s done now. It’s not like you’re passing them around to everyone, right?”“No! No way. No one else saw them, just Pete. I swear. They’re hidden—”A click on the line made me stop. It was my mom, needing to make a call. After she hung up her receiver, I spoke again.“That was close,” I whispered.“So do you like them?” Heather asked, ignoring the interruption. Her voice turned from humored to a bit sultry.“Well, yeah!” I replied, as if it was the most obvious question in the. ) I am always in the mood and I really do love sex with him. From my point of view, why should he need to go behind my back? In terms of my needs and wants&hellip,he simply cant get it up enough times or last long enough. Again to be fair, no one man can. One time my best friend, again another story, arranged for 8 guys to use my cunt as a cum-dump. I think only then, after each of them came 3 times, was I satisfied. My motto in life is that toys and fingers are nice&hellip,but sometimes you. . a little too early." The words game out as gasps. "There is no 'too early', baby," she purred, back to touching my chest and belly with her hand. "The more, the better. I'll just get you right back up, as many times as I want, in as many ways as I want. You are fucking mine tonight. And I will be yours." Jesus, I'd never heard better words. A choir of angels wouldn't have been out of place in the midst of all that anticipation and bliss. And now the streetlights lights were all but.