..going the toilet.” He took the stairs three at a time, sprinting into the bathroom once he got onto the landing, slamming the door shut behind him... He instantly started to jack off, his head filled with new fantasies of the naked figure of Kerry, with those oh-so perfect tits... Downstairs, Kerry had finished with the pizza and was sitting at the glass dining table. She was thinking about Shane. He was obviously ‘interested’ in her, as most straight boys were, and she had no doubt. "Fuck me, Scott. Let me have your cum."I slipped behind her and rubbed my cock at her entrance. I slid in immediately. She was so wet - so amazingly wet."Close your legs." She did. Her wet pussy now clamped down on my cock. Now she was wet and tight. I fucked her and looked at her expression in the mirror. She was loving this. She loved cock. She loved cum. I fucked her and looked up at my phone. Marylou's tits shook as I thrust into her. Our bodies slapped together rhythmically.I knew I. Since I was self-employed and worked from home, I was at home most of the time. This happened just a day after my wife had left, it was late in the afternoon I had just finished doing my online work and the bell rang.I went to answer the door and there was Maya smiling at me. About Maya, she was good looking, 5’7” tall; she had nice long hair with nice prominent boobs. Whenever I met her while passing by she would smile at me and somehow I had a feeling that her smiles are more than just. I find myself screaming on the inside, unable to break free of my pain. I wear a mask of contentment that grows weaker; my smile however happy it may appear is a charade- a fake twitch of the muscles for my audience. I feel angry, I feel unworthy, I feel caged and I feel empty. These emotions make me want to break free — to leave this life in search of another for nothing I or anyone else does makes me feel truly happy and conflict free. To fill the gap I harbour in my soul seems pointless —.