“I just want you to be happy. You know I stay gone so much.”“Well, to tell the truth,” I admitted, “I invited him back over last night.”�...Did he fuck you?” He asked with enthusiasm.“No.”“You sucked his dick.”“Yes. I sucked his dick and I liked it.”“Did you swallow his cum?”I didn’t want to lie to him. Bobby was the one who got the cum. I just didn’t know how to tell him about Bobby. “No, I didn’t let him cum in my mouth.”“But you love cum. You should have. And next time you should record it for. Never. You did what you had to do. We agreed, there wasn’t a choice, was there?”“But I should have hated it,” her voice was getting louder and more emotional. “It’s bad enough being fucked at all; I shouldn’t have let it happen like that. I shouldn’t have allowed myself to enjoy it so much.“I feel dirty, I feel soiled, disgusted. I feel ashamed.”She continued to sob. I squeezed her tighter.“Amanda, look at me. It’s good that you enjoyed it. I’m pleased you got so much pleasure, “I whispered,. It was during the previous year, however, that she and Tony had bonded to become genuine friends. Her father had died suddenly of a heart attack. He had been, to all appearances, healthy as a horse with no history of heart trouble. The abrupt loss had devastated her. Roger had done his best to be a comfort. In his way, he had been sympathetic and attentive. But, his long hours at work made it difficult for him to be there when she really needed him. During that time Tony had become her pillar. It gets big and remains pretty full hard when I’m in that mood.I got on the bike and cycled to the Vault. My dick got fully hard with the cycling activity so the ride was mildly uncomfortable. The lads I cycled past made the blood rush to my head and hot desire filled my senses. God I needed dick, and soon.I got there in time to be the second new face there at lunch time. The sexy door-keeper and the topless buff bar-man recognised me and I was welcomed in as usual. I ordered a beer and changed.