I stayed with him for quite a while until his son came back from doing book deliveries around the town.Once I was back in my little room I somehow man...ged to block out the sad events of the day, and my mind began to wander in the direction of my books. There were over 200 personalised messages on the inside covers. One read to my darling niece from uncle David.(was he cocking her?)Another read to my best friend Peter from Joe (Were they bumming each other?}. Then there was one in fact there. I don’t know what he thought but he sure didn’t want me to stop. Oh, and I didn’t either,’ she laughed. ‘Well, babe, you seem to still be pretty turned-on by it.’ ‘Oh, John, just fuck me, keep fucking me. I’m so tired but my pussy is crazy. I never thought something like that was so good, so arousing. I’ve never been like this before.’ ‘No, you sure haven’t, I”m loving it.’ ‘Jeff said they were staying on another night and having another swap tomorrow night. I know we’d planned on going home. She stroked my cock a few times, saying it might hurt, and I promised her I would do it very slowly and very gently, and if it hurt her and she told me to stop, I would. She asked if I had done it before, and I told her yes, many times, and most of the people I did it with liked it.She had only really met me the night before, but she and I had somehow clicked together sexually, and she had quickly trusted me. She agreed, and asked when I would like to try it, and I told her right now.Clara. Grab the mic, or take over lead guitar. See if the band are as cool as your boyfriend!” She glanced at me while Zann grinned. “Have you got a frock for her Leah? Can I borrow something too, or shall I pop home?”“Oh I’ve got things for both of you, don’t go. We can have a getting ready session. Lucky you’re not a suit guy Derek, but your shirt and trousers need something ... you can have eyes or what would you like?”“Eyes?” I had to ask.“Guyliner,” grinned Cam. “We’ll do it, don’t worry.”They.