’“Sarah suck my cock some more, I have a roaring erection for both of you.”“Better idea, masturbate for me, I love watching a well hung man ma...turbating for me, especially with a cock in his mouth,” I smile as I smear oil over his raging erection with my hand.“I will get you started,” I tell him as I feel his erection reacting. “Use two hands for me.”I watch Roger with his hands on Garth’s shoulders feeding his erection into Garth’s very willing lips with gusto as I dig my nails into Roger’s. The next few minutes were a surprise for both Mark and I. Steve rolled me over on my stomach and started to squeeze my ass really hard. He then started to slap it lightly telling me that I was such a horny little slut. As his slaps got a little harder it was actually starting to feel really good. I started to ask him to slap a little harder I asked him if he liked me as a horny little slut as he stuck his finger in me. I went crazy and couldn’t wait anymore I rolled over I begged him to fuck me. George knew that Helen seldom spilled anything unless she was nervous. He waited while she righted the offending bottle and blotted up the small amount of spilled cologne. As the scent filled the space it reminded George of Helen’s frugality. Even on an important day she would forego the expense of perfume and settle for the weaker substitute. It was a trait born of their beginnings. They could afford perfume, Helen was used to cologne. A breath of it evoked one of George’s memories. She. Of course, there would always be a place for him in my heart. He was my best friend. But the love that is now in my heart is platonic. Right? I mean, of course it is. It’s definitely platonic. Ananda: ‘You said some very hurtful things the other night and I would like an apology.’ Murphy: [snorts] ‘I was only telling the truth.’ Ananda: ‘Fine, in that case, I guess I do owe you this.’ [turns and slaps Murphy in the face] ‘Goodbye.’ Murphy: ‘You come to my house and assault me and think that you.