Marsha had told her that if she wanted men to come back after the first date, she had to master giving blow jobs.Marsha said she had learned by practi...ing with a regular-sized pink rubber dildo she had purchased online and allegedly named after me. Susie followed her example and had been practicing on her own dildo. I was quick to point out I would give her a real cock to practice on anytime she wanted.She wanted to know if she could orgasm again if I ate her again but gently, as she seemed to. He'd given them a false name, told his parents he'd been in a fight."They gave me a full screening, and another after three months, "Jesse sighed as he finished telling me, "I'm lucky. I got away without permanent damage."I bit back the comment that permanent damage had been done regardless of the health benefits of not also catching something, and wrapped my arm about his shoulders, bending my arm to hold the softness at the back of his neck. He leant further into me."You can't possibly want. In fact, she was OK with me having sex with her friend; in fact, in having sex with both of them together!”I was baiting her now. I felt that was the only way to get through to her.“That’s just perverted!” Annie declared.She had no idea.“No, Annie, it’s not. It was fun. We all had fun, and we all enjoyed it. And if the circumstances were right, we’d do it again. In fact, Jennifer has said that if we get married, from time to time she’ll bring another girl to bed with us for fun.”“Oh my God! How. He had obviously sensed the tension in Peter's voice."Raffi, come here, boy!"Raffi didn't budge, but the hand was swaying slowly between his yellowed teeth. Peter crouched and fixed his eyes on it. The fingers were pale, with purplish tinge, thin, slightly bent except for the thumb that jutted out as if trying to hitch a ride. The nails were manicured; shining colorless polish could be seen. A few inches above the delicate wrist the skin was frayed, covered with congealed blood, and from under.