Ms. Jean’s tits hung and dragged against my legs as she hooked her fingers into my shorts and panties. Mr. Rick began to remove all his clothes as h...s wife pulled off my soccer flats followed by my wet shorts and panties. Ms. Jean took my dirty panties and she licked the creamy discharge from the crotch. She smiled and told me how good I tasted. She asked me who’s cum was leaking from my pussy as she rubbed my panties on her hard nipples. I whimpered that my boyfriend, Rob, had fucked me just. She would remember bits in dreams, and see things that she had no memory of but that she knew was from that night. It all just seemed to be a series of strange happenstances, and for the most part a black emptiness where memories had been, but she would agree that it had shaped her life considerable. “Abby. Abby. Abby.” The sound of knocking came from her outside her door, and interrupted Abby just as her soft but harsh and irregular breathing, coupled with the hum of the muzak, had brought her. (Uh! Hey! Damnit, quit chuckling in my ear. Bad enough you're... OK, At least let me finish this.)Men!What's my favorite position you say? Honestly now. Why ask? Him screwing me. Period. You know, his penis inside me. Use your imagination. As long as the parts connect, where the rest of the body is, is meaningless.(Hands off Mark! Ummm... Uhhhh... OK, you've made your point...)Well, sometimes he uses his hands too. Where the hands are can be important. Sometimes. Once-in-a-while.(Yes, now. 5” at its erected condition. Some curly and silky pubic hairs grew only at the base of the penis and it looked very nice, the penis was lying on the balls at its limp condition. I carefully held the penis and pressed, it was so soft. I lifted it at the standing position but it was very soft. I grabbed Pappu’s penis with right hand and placed my left palm over the head of his limp penis and began to massage gently. I began to squeeze his limp penis lightly and gently and rub the penis head..