She wasn't entirely naked as she had a towel draped around her shoulders that unintentionally hid her breasts. But from her belly down, she was comple...ely bare.Jeff was in the kitchen, preparing a meal over the heating element. He had put on some pants made from a synthetic material Béla didn't recognize. The leggings went down to just above the knees. He stood before a food preparation area chopping frozen vegetables and tossing them into a pot on the heating element.Jeff looked up from the. He guided the punk back to his love tool. He pressed the tarts head all the way to the base. “Get all the way on it,” Shah ordered.”“Arrrghhh,” gagged Joss and pulled away.Shah slapped him again. “Where the fuck you think you going? You gonna deep throat this dick, bitch!” He snatched Joss back on it. “Open ya mouth. Don’t scratch mu dick,” ordered Shah. He fucked him on pushing about half of his glistening ten incher in the slut’s pussy lips. He slapped the faggot as he made it down as far he. Jeff watched me lean over his prone wife and suck almost her entire left breast into my mouth before he lowered his pants and stepped out of his boxers. His somewhat stubby circumcised member was already stiffening. He pulled his shirt off over his head and stretched out on the bed on Sandy’s other side. He began to fondle her other breast. Suddenly, I had a powerful urge to tough Jeff’s manhood. I reached across Sandy’s body and allowed my hand to ‘accidentally’ brush it. I sensed his body. And it comes out when I least expect it. I love Steve. I don’t want him to see the darkest part of me. I don’t want my dark side to come out and physically hurt the man that I love. I’d rather perish. The only way to protect Steve from me is to stay away from him. Even though I love him more than I love myself. So here I am in my off-campus apartment in Alta Vista. Looking at pictures of Steve and me. They brought back so many memories. The two of us catching a movie together at the Silver City.