Ones that goes around flirting and stealing other girls’ boyfriends. That’s why she got along with most of them. (All the ones other than the slut... like Laura.) And anyway, she thought, Why would she go out with any of those guys anyway? If those boys had the propensity to cheat on their girlfriends, what made her think they wouldn’t cheat on her. It would be like dating another Gary.No, she vowed to herself, that wasn’t going to happen. If she was going to start dating again, it was going to. None got into my mouth. It all got on my lips and cheeks, nose and chin. Some across my eyes. When he was done, I licked my lips and took what was there into my mouth. It was salty yet beyond that no real flavor. I swiped the rest of it off and licked it off my fingers. He watched with pleasure as I ate his cum.When it was all gone I noticed I was still hard. As did my father. He patted the bed and I got on and sat at the edge. Dad then got on his knees and grabbed my cock and started to stroke. Well, he talked me into letting him tie me up and then making love to me. The problem was that instead of trying to please me, he only pleased himself. He pinched my nipples so hard they were bruised and he slapped me on my pussy and it hurt like hell, but he just laughed when I cried. Then he fucked me with a huge dildo that was too big for me, but wouldn’t stop when I asked him too, even when it was hurting me. He then fucked me…or I should say raped me, because I told him to stop, over and. Thought he could make an ice bomb out of a fridge. Tried threatening the city over it.” “Until you pulled the plug from the wall. And then called his mom. Not the brightest spark in the box.” A smiled appeared across the woman’s face as she shook her head. “Yeah, pitiful.” she said. “Anyway, what about him?” “He was found in Cobby park three days ago. Someone had beaten him up, stripped him naked and tied him to a tree.” “And?” “He said it was three black guys. They also told him to go.