He wasn't too keen on the conversation at first. Harry had always been his own man, never took a hand out or borrowed anything in his life. He was a h...rd worker. It took him several moments to realize that his being at Tracy's meant a better quality of life in nearly every way. Plus, he would have Tracy twenty-four, seven.What man wouldn't want that?Harry also realized that this meant his sexual relationship with Tracy could be more relaxed and he wouldn't need to use as much Viagra and feel. "Mom smiled, while Isabel looked at me like she wanted to say, "Way togo, Sis." I smiled back at her and then changed the topic ofconversation to lighter things. All in all the evening was nice andgood. But as I went to bed, I had a hard time falling asleep. I keptthinking about the next morning, when I would see Gabe again, and Ireally wanted to kiss him again. 'Why am I reacting like this? I mean,he is just a boy I met. But I really like him, and it feels so good whenI kiss him. There is such. We were kissing passionately in the hallway, a few minutes later naked in bed fucking wildly. She was a b**st in bed. A total nympho. But then, I was too. She came three times during that first lunch hour sex, I managed to hold off until I exploded with her last one. We were both compulsive thrill seekers and sex addicts, - and what a perfect match we were. I was taken be her in all ways, by her looks, her sexuality, but she was also fun! We met again a few days later, and then I brought a. He slid in front of my mouth and told me to get him hard. He kept telling me to do a good job if I wanted a good fucking. Renee said she thought I was ready and Frank got up and moved behind me. He told me to get on my back which I thought was strange, but I did as I was told. Frank pushed a pillow under my ass and knelt between my legs. He looked me in the eye and asked me if I was ready to become his fuck slut. I just nodded my head. He pushed my legs up to my chest and told me to reach down.