Sean gave her his hand and she assisted him to the bedroom."Strip," She ordered."Excuse me?" Sean returned."Take your fucking clothes off so that I ca... better assess your injuries," Amy ordered, and untied the sling that held his broken arm in place.Sean took in Amy's no nonsense attitude and her demanding voice and started to remove his blood-soaked clothes gingerly. When he was finally down to his boxer shorts he stopped."All of them," Amy demanded. "Do not be shy right now, we do not have. I looked at him and he was laying in the corner licking his cock. He looked at me and it was like he was smiling. He didn’t care about social ramifications, all he wanted was a tight hot pussy to shove his doggie cock into. I laughed at myself and decided this was just sex. It was supposed to be fun and enjoyable. It didn’t matter who was involved.I decided to try it again. I peeled off my t-shirt and threw it in the corner. I wanted to be as naked as he was. I guessed the best. Like, just putting myself out there, hoping some guy, maybe even some guy whose name I don’t know, tells me I’m beautiful or something and takes me back to his place, and we just screw like animals.”I was fully hard by this point, and with my size, it was hard not to see it going down my leg. Molly casually glanced down my body, and there’s no way she didn’t notice. She turned around to face her computer. “Still, you’re right, they’re fuckboys. It would probably be better to not go with. " she said after a few minutes as we laid there. "Ha!" was all I said because I was confused by the thought of being turned on. Our sex life went on like this for a couple of weeks, each time more intense than the last, more physical. And each time she bumped into Dave at the gym she was more flirty and bold, making sure I was watching. Dave was enjoying the attention and becoming accustomed to Maria's way. One late night after enjoying a few adult beverages, we were sitting on our sofa.