Then the halfway house was closed: I think because the grant money might have disappeared.Sarah and I were on the street, in a big city, it was cold, ...he died, and I was the only one around. I was with her when she died. I wasn’t a good person. I thought I could take her identity. All she had was a few cards. I switched our identities, but I left her diabetes bracelet on her. It didn’t have her name on it; it just said diabetic. She was already dead and just lying there so I took her name and. I loved it when we were 'swinging' and I loved it even more since it had been quite a few years since I'd had two men like this.The thrill of Jim fucking me like he was twenty years younger and of Greg's cock in my mouth sent me over the edge to another climax; my moans of contentment spurred both of my guys to their own orgasms, their voices crying their own joy of completion.We collapsed onto the huge bed, smiles all around, except for me; I was smiling alright, but my smile was framed by. They were coming back disjointed and fuzzy but they were coming back. Yet, she was at a loss for words, more than that, she was at a loss for thoughts. Your naked past self straddling and kissing you would do that. Your naked past self reaching around you to undo your bra would definitely do that.Your naked past self slipping her tongue into your mouth as she fumbled with your bra would absolutely do that and so much more.She was supposed to be the one in charge. This was her idea after all.. ”“Knew what?” Sally whispered, breathlessly.“He knew then that her pussy was his to do whatever he wanted,” Lenny said, poking his swollen cock into her twitching cunny. “Oh, God!” Sally hunched her hips upward. “And he was right!”“And your mom looked him in the eye and said…”“Stick that big dick in my pussy, baby. PLEASE fuck me!” Sally begged. Lenny pressed forward, and his dick popped right inside her. He drove forward until he bottomed out inside her, causing both of them to groan aloud.