‘You really are different from the others, aren’t you?’ She asked softly. I didn’t know how to respond to her question. Who were the others? I...was just as perverted as anyone else, or so I thought. Maybe I really wasn’t a horny internet freak. Or was I?’I don’t know…’ I mumbled as I laid back on the bed, thinking about what I was about to do. She walked up to the bed and sat next to me, resting her head inches away from mine. I turned so that my body was facing her and stared into her eyes. She. .."Stopped tongueing her asshole and lifted her onto her knees and aimed my stiff rod at Carries saliva filled ass. To my suprise my saliva was enough lube to slip in all the way in one straight shot. Carrie made a wincing sound as I broke through her tight asshole and she began moaning with pleaseure as I continued pumping her. Her asshole felt even tighter with more friction and my cock felt more sensitive as I pumped even faster. It was hard to hold back as I pushed harder and deeper.By this. . Aw, hell. There were those doubts again, creeping in no matter how hard he tried not to think about them. He and Sarah had agreed to counseling together, and their first appointment was tomorrow afternoon. Maybe he'd get some answers then.He sighed and then lowered the paint roller to its pan. Sarah must have caught on to the fact that he was finished with his task because her sweet voice called out, "So what do you think?"He turned and figured she was asking his opinion about her flowers,. After he hung up, he told me that it was his brother, Trey, whom he had never mentioned before. He explained that Trey had left the family about ten years ago and had generally cut off contact with everyone, so he was rarely mentioned. As it turns out, he was back in town, and needed a place to use as a “home base” while he looked for work and settled down. Brett assured me it wouldn’t be for long, but he had offered our house as a place for his brother to camp out. When the surprise of the.