" And I feel the same way about fucking you," Mary said as she tossed her clothes onto her unused cot and pressed her tits flat against Bill's chest a... she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tongue filled kiss. "Of course I like fucking in general and I'll wrap my horny little cunt around any available cock - but it'll never be the same as fucking you." I understand," Bill said with a chuckle as he dropped down on the bed and spread his thighs as Mary dropped to her knees and reached. I kissed my way up the back of one leg to her thigh and kissed one buttock, teasing with wet open mouthed kisses. The trail from the other knee up to her buttock caused her to tense against the sheets as I neared her cheeks. She reached back with one hand to spread her cheeks, and I sat up and rolled her over onto her back. Her astonished look amused me. So many nights she had teased and tormented me until I was an emotional wreck, oozing precum uncontrollably, begging for release. She loved. But that’s another story.A few weeks later, I was just about ready to head with Will to see a musical at one of the local theaters, when my cell phone buzzed. Looking at the number, I saw it was Heather, Trevor’s mother. Reluctantly, I answered the phone. She apologized for calling me but said she didn’t know who else to call. Trevor had been arrested. He violated an order of protection against his now ex-girlfriend, Amber. Heather went on to explain that he got mad and punched her in the face. Sometimes I feel like a slut or a cheap whore when I talk and act like I just did, but if the truth were known, I love it. I love to feel used and nasty, I love to think about you having sex with other women and me with other men. I love to have group sex with the others and I love the thought of you and Megan." Lizzie," Jerry said as he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. "We are only judged on our actions, not our feelings, our thoughts, or our fantasies. Besides, what business is.