Let’s start by taking care of this month’s short-fall”, he said with a shit-eating grin.His dick was partially hard already, sticking out from h...s torso with a little downward bend to it. I reached over and started stroking it with my right hand, while using my left hand to fondle and caress his balls. He closed his eyes and moaned as I continued to run my hand up and down his shaft for a few minutes, spending extra time on the tip, which he seemed to like a lot. After a few minutes of me. She sits up and he takes it off, staring at her cleavage in her lacy bra. He pulls off her boots then carefully peels the shorts off and marvels at the flesh he revealed. He moves his hands over every part of her body and she could see the burning desire clearly in his eyes.Wordlessly, she reaches for his jacket and slides it off him before grabbing his shirt and ripping it over his head. She stopped and stared at how well built he is. His tanned muscles were well defined, then he flexed. I couldn’t just let you die on me, could I? What kind of mentor would I be?”At the risk of sounding corny, I was touched. I think Samuel realised it too because he swerved the topic before I could comment on it.“Anyway, what happened man? Did the gryphon do that to you?”, Samuel asked curiosity and worry abundant in his words.And I was suddenly at a crossroads. Do I tell him my experiences from the time of our encounter with the gryphon? Or even the truth that this was my second go-around of. Then, the first night I went out with Steve, I ended up fucking him and two other guys almost all night. Well, the next day I felt wonderful — until I started to think about it all. Then, I got really upset. I didn't know how to deal with it."What were you upset about?' Bev asked, "I mean, what were you thinking, exactly?'"I kept saying to myself, 'Why am I like this? Why do I need so much sex? Isn't it wrong?' No, that's not really what I was thinking. It was more like, 'There's something.