There's a lot more explanation to come yet, so it'd be best if you please withhold your reactions as best you can until you've got the full picture."M...m would've preferred to let her emotions vent, but she managed to restrain herself."The four minds I had at that point of my life weren't just four consciouses. They came with all their subconsciouses, memories, mental skills, etc. They were all Mark Andersons, but there were slight differences between them, not that those differences mattered. The pain was acute. She grabbed with both hands at her throat, and was nearly sick again as her scrabbling fingers closed around the shape of the Wolfs cock, bulging out of her throat. He drove himself continuously into her throat, and Red lay there helplessly until finally he spent his lust. The Wolfs large hands cradled her head and pulled it viciously down onto his cock, so that almost all of the great length was rooted deeply in her gullet. Convulsions ran through his body and he howled his. Gloria looked at Pamela for support. Her new friend smiled and nodded her head. "Remember the time you told me about your fantasy of fucking your mother, Dolph?" Gloria said."Gloria!" Dolph said. "How could you talk about that at a time like this? I didn't tell you that so you could let everybody in on it!"Gloria held up her hand. She reached to Kurt and pulled the boy closer to her. "I just wanted you to think back to the time you were a boy. It should help you to relate to what I'm about to. Better to ease into a hangover. I stretch my body out and that’s when I become aware that I’m not alone in bed, as my foot finds skin behind me. Dammit. Drew. Quickly replaying the end of the previous night through my head: did I do anything stupid? He walked me home, a quick and relatively tame makeout session before we tumbled into bed and then we both crashed out. This is now the third time I’d woken up with him in my bed, each of them something of a surprise. I genuinely like the guy, but.