Thank me? For what? Mark playfully asked. For telling Charlie where I lived and giving him that cheesy Wax my telescope line. I responded throwing a m...rker at him. So that is why he has that shit-eaten grin on his face today. I didnt think he was going to go over last night. You know I think hes had a thing for you for a while now. Mark said. I never paid that much attention. Listen Mark you have to keep this on the down low. If anyone but you guys find out well be in hot water. I said getting. I…need help. I don’t know what to do. This…thing in me…’ ‘Wendy, let’s get something straight. There is no ‘thing’ inside you. You gamble because you want to. The issue you face is not getting rid of a ‘thing’. The issue is convincing yourself that you don’t want to gamble anymore. What you’re dealing with is not a chemical dependency, and you’d better stop thinking of it like that.’ ‘Dr. Burnside, my counselor says that…’ ‘Bullshit. What you do is because it’s what you want to do. There is no. It seemed like my prostate was in over drive as I felt spurt after spurt shoot into her hot fertile cunt. She heels dug into my back holding me from pulling out, “Oh fuck yea, fill me full of your hot baby making spunk.” She hissed as my cock finished filling her full.I felt her relax her hold on me and I pulled out leaving a trail of hot sticky cum covering her bald pussy and virginal white panties. I looked down at her face hoping she wouldn’t get pregnant, there was no way I had planned on. "Do it Baby... fuck me", she starts moaning continuously as he slides a finger into her ass stroking her in the opposite rhythm of his cock. He groans, feeling his own thrusts threw the thin flesh separating each passage, curling his finger, his fingernail almost scratching his cock as he fucks her. He slips another finger in, spreading them, stretching her tunnel."Let's switch" she murmurs, loosening her leg's grip. Jarod slips completely out of her, moving over to lay on his back on the other.