One thing was always certain - she'd be dripping wet and I'd be rock hard. One thing, however, had become a frustration. Occasionally I would instigat... a sexting session only to be met by a cold shoulder and I'd find myself horny but with no outlet. I couldn't understand it for a long time - how could someone go from one extreme to the other. Eventually I figured it out - I wasn't the only one fucking her. This didn't bother me as such, in fact it would sometimes turn me on knowing she was. “What did intercourse feel like” I wondered, “How does it work?”My mind drifted with these thoughts and the memories of the past couple days with Charlotte and yes with Mom. “Did Mom actually like feeling my hard cock against her today?” I felt wicked at one moment, comforted in another moment, and then I must have drifted off to sleep.“Larry … Larry,” I heard Mom’s voice. The room was dark, I was confused where I was, what had happened. Mom’s hand was on my shoulder and when I opened my eyes. Suraj: not everything but ya we do know a bit.So we started to order drinks and it just took us a couple of drinks to open up and talk freely.Suraj: So, I am pretty sure you’re not a virgin so do u guys have sex often.Swathi: off course I’m not a virgin and ya we love having sex and experimenting things and so how many girls have you fucked till now?Ram: I guess 3.Suraj: I have fucked 5 and my 4th one was really ho but surely not as hot as you though.I could feel the around us getting hotter as. It tastes like any blood, metallic; my tongue licks the plasma off the silver prongs tenderly – seductively. ‘Share’ Henson hisses at me, he’s close to orgasm again. With his free hand he wildly reaches for the utensil but I keep it out of his reach smiling sweetly at the insane bastard. ‘I don’t think so’ I say shaking my head at him, ‘she tastes so sweet…its almost maddening, I just want to suck it from her…like fine wine…her blood is like a fine pinot noir’ Henson.