Not really. There was a noticeable difference. There was nothing real, nothing alive about the phallus that had filled me then. Pleasure yes, and even...that in a different sense. This was real. This had internal warmth, a heartbeat of its own perhaps, a throbbing that was born of need and desire, now matching my own. It was so unlike the sensation I'd felt when Sharon had fucked me. This had depth, a sense of being ... of joining, unlike anything I had ever felt before. I felt nerve endings come. .Dee you wouldn’t!” “Maybe I would. I do have it all...on...tape. It would be a shame for Earl to find a copy in his mailbox..at his office.” Oh Jesus, this can’t be happening! What have I done? She played me like a fool! Please Dee, don’t do that. He could get fired, he’d kick me out, I’d be disgraced I...I don’t know what I’d do. Laureen couldn’t keep her eyes from welling with tears. Dee was unfazed. She released Laureen’s hair and slid both hands down the front of her blouse. Laureen leaned. "Then I'll stay here." Megan grabbed Michelle's arm and pulled her out into the hall. The teenager shuffled her feet as her mother dragged her into the master bedroom. "I'll wake you before school," said the mom shutting the door. Megan still didn't trust her daughter. The frustrated mother walked determindly to the closet and took the vacuums extension cord. She tied the cord around the door knob and the other end around the stair well. Michelle could get out with a struggle, but Megan hoped. Tonight it was working like a charm. The guy I had was thumping into me, grunting as our hips smacked. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him to me, groaning in his ear. He settled into a firm steady rhythm, fucking me hard until he suddenly groaned and blew his load. When he pulled out and knelt up, I could see his condom was full with cum. He pulled it off and dropped it into one of the small bins placed around the room. I stayed where I was and pulled another guy next to me onto.