She smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Carla; mind if I join you?” We realized we weren't going to get in trouble and we both said, “Sure!” Scott to...k my hands in his, and our fingers intertwined. He held my hands tight and pushed my hands behind my back as I started to ride his cock again. The angle was just right; I could feel him teasing my labia and he let me ride his cock. Carla was not shy and wasted no time in joining in. She didn't even unbutton her uniform shirt. She slipped a leg over. “As nice as a relationship based solely on sex can be, there comes a time, when reality sets in, even if it is only to go out to work, and with no dating or communication beyond cries and grunts, that relationship is invariably headed for nowhereville. I may as well be paying you, and you would be hoping I get a move on, so you can get to your next john.”Martha eventually admitted that yes, there was that time every month that she needed to slow down on the sex, and sometimes actually talk, to. “Wow you look like you got hit by a train.” someone saidHer brain was still waking up but a small part of her memory accessed a fun night with Dozer where he ploughed Liz 6 times almost counting as having a train run on her.“Well that’s a visual.” Liz thoughtShe tried to repress the memory his smell, his touch, his piercing green eyes, the first time they had sex she wasn’t sure if she would walk right again after it.(Begin fantasy sequence)Dozer’s place“Liz…got a major case of morning wood. Jason wasn't great, but he wasn't bad as I gave him a BJ first so he'd last longer. One of the older girls had made that suggestion.All this time I had to listen to Mike banging mom and her screaming and moaning. It drove me nuts. I started working my way through the eighth grade boys trying to find one who could make me yell like that. My friend Crystal started calling me Slut Girl, I think affectionately. I suppose I was. What I was really looking for was a Mike.That's when everything.