..” she whispered again, kissing his neck and his earlobe.“Matt...” she repeated, cupping his balls in her fingers, “... fuck me.”“Fuck me...” she continued, “with this big cock.”“Fuck me,” she repeated, making a steady stroke of his full length before rolling off him, moving to her knees on the rug, and looking over her shoulder at him. Her eyes shone bright and alive, his reflected intensity and hunger back intense back at her.Matt moved behind Lucy, and she shivered as he drew just a fingertip. Youll be making a mistake. The look in his eyes told me how deeply he believed what he was saying to be true, and it hurt me to see that I made me feel that way. Even so, I pushed on.If Im making a mistake, youve got to let me make it. And I might be, I admit it, but how else will I learn, right? You and Jon, and even some of the other guys sometimes, are always there to tell me what decision I should be making, and you guys were always there to catch me before I fall, and adjust my path so Im. ” Bethany cried, which prompted Tegan to curl her fingers inwards and compress her hand into a fist. Suddenly her hand was being squeezed on all sides by Bethany’s cunt, her clit pulsing in Tegan’s mouth as her hand warped and distended her flesh. She pushed her fist in a little deeper and Bethany tried to squeeze her legs together, forcing Tegan to back off a little with her hand buried inside her.“Oh shit, fuck.” Bethany panted again.“Are you ok?” Tegan asked, quietly trying not to. I'll be back in a minute." Stan watched her depart, wondering what she was going to change into. He followed her through the house with his ears. Listening as she climbed the stairs, her footsteps fading as she got further away. A door shut and he could hear them no longer.Stan realised as he stood there, that for all the years he had known her, he had never been in her house. For what seemed like an age, he just stood there, dumbly looking around, before he moved to the table and withdrew his.