A side effect of spending the last couple of hours with Bruce was that she got know him. He wasn’t the sex fiend, self-centered, drug taking, upper ...lansman! He was an attentive host, a family oriented guy, and caring. He wasn’t at all like some of the others of the male community, guys can be so self-centered at times. Well, not all of them.She also found that she was beginning to like him.It was about this time that she thought about her roommate Sharon, and being that she hadn’t seen her in. I drank from the water she offered.I thanked her. Then I pushed her away to get to my feet."Sorry for that," I muttered. "I have to leave."She grabbed my arm, pulled herself against me."Don't Eric. Don't leave me. I can't be in that awfully empty house alone. Can't be there without you. I just can't."I shrugged and tried to get her off me."Then fill it, whore," I hissed. "Pack it with all the meat you need. Send a few emails, place a few calls and you'll never fuck alone, honey."She looked as. "OK then, enough fucking around in here," she said with a giggle, causing the rest to laugh too, "get dressed, and get ready for the picnic!"It was just past four that afternoon when the doorbell rang, and Eric lead his aunt, uncle, and twin cousins into the house, and on out to the patio.Terry walked out of the house, with his obviously pregnant wife Mel on his arm. His daughters quickly slipped past them, and were shedding their clothes on the way, revealing that they wore their bikinis. “If I suck you until you’re hard again, will you fuck me?” I thought he was going to have a coronary. “Yes.” He wheezed. And we went into the bedroom.I pulled off my white panties and go onto the bed. He stood there and watched as I lifted my skirt and spread my legs for him. “Do you see how wet my little pussy is right now?” He nodded. “It needs a good fucking.” This time he started pulling his pants off. He was already rock hard at the site of my hot wet gooey pussy. I spread my pussy lips to.