.." God, did she get loud. Moaning and screaming. Just for him. Only for him. He still remembers giving her her first orgasm. The look on her face. Th... fit of uncontrollable giggles that followed. How he'd practically begged her to let him do it again. And again. He could live between her incredible legs, feeling her shudder against and around him.Jessica swallows, her eyes closing as Sam's mouth finds her neck. His tongue smoothes over her pulse point teasingly. Voice husky, she whispers. Shit, I guess that was exaggerating it a bit too much since there were only six women who weren’t either too young or not single. Oh, don’t get me wrong. We didn’t have any problems with fucking a married woman. But there wasn’t any need to since there were those six which fell into our preferred category. And let me tell you, I liked every one of them enough to fuck them on the spot.I didn’t, though. Fuck them on the spot, I mean. I let Nathan take his pick first since it had been his idea to. The girl with her he thought could be described in one word, "GANGBUSTERS." She was about five foot seven inches tall, with dark brown, almost black, curly hair down to just past her shoulders. She had blue eyes and very sexy figure with an ample set of breasts. Her legs were long and trim. Bob thought she was beautiful. Facially and physically she looked like she just stepped out of a fashion magazine. She had a nice smile and seemed pleased when she was introduced to Bob. She offered him her. "Listen, Jennifer," I said, giving her a sheepish smile. "I would really like to see you again. My original plan was to try to get invited into your apartment for a cold drink, and then to ask you out to dinner at a nice restaurant. But considering the circumstances, I suppose you wouldn't be comfortable with that right now."I let that hang in the air, hoping to be contradicted. "Actually, my therapy group has been encouraging me to start dating again," she said, blushing a little and looking.