" He turned to me. "Everybody?" I nodded. "Just about," I said with a smile. "And, I think thatthose who don't admit it are just basicall... lying, or ashamed." "You do it?" he asked. My face reddened a little. "Well, yes, Bobby, I do it." His mouth hung open. "Wow, I'd really like to see that." He probably didn't know what that sounded like, but it kind ofturned me on to hear it. "You would like to watch me?" He nodded. What was the harm, I wondered. . When she complained about being sore, he’d gently rub her back, and for the first time ever, he’d turn up the damn thermostat when she asked. She giggled quietly at the memory. Her thoughts were interrupted by the familiar sound of his footsteps on the creaky wooden floors. “Have a nice shower?”“Yeah,” she said. “Feels good to be home.”Jacob lied down next to her on the bed, tucking his arm under her neck. He was shirtless, and his skin was warm and smooth.“Are you feeling okay?” he asked,. She came in around 1.30 am.“Jees what a night,” she exclaimed, waking me up, “I’m going to get a shower, don’t go away.”I got up made some coffee, she came down stairs ten minutes later wearing her bath robe, “Why do morons drive such small cars if they want to screw in the back seat?” she asked quite reasonably, “They need a contortionist not a girl!”“Look about tonight,” I said awkwardly.“Mmmm Coffee, no sugar,” she said in reply, “Look, I had losers groping me, sticking their dicks in me and. " He was several inches in, and it spread her withut hurting. She knew there would be pain eventually, but it was always pleasurable when mixed with clitoral stimulation, and she sighed with anticipation.She felt him back away, and growl "Get ready, bitch." She felt the initial pressure of his rod. "Reach around and get my clit, stud. Then stick all that big thing in my ass. Hurry." She felt him bury himself convulsively, and she squealed as his finger diddled her love button, producing pain.