Anyway, I went to the kitchen to grab a beer when Bobby trips and spills my beer on my fucking T-Shirt. I told him not to worry and I take off my shir..., exposing my breasts. I then tell him to meet me in my room later on. He comes into the room and I ask him if he wants to have sex with me. I mean, he was supposed to fuck his ex, but he wasn't ready at the time. He then starts exploring me and next thing you know, my pussy is being fucked by his massive cock. He then fills me up with his cum. I wanted something though. I had to have something, and I pulled the sheet over my head trying to figure out what it was.She'd bitten me.How had I forgotten that? I jerked upright, ignoring the shaft of light as it burned my eyes. Like staring into a welder's torch, everywhere I turned. I looked around the room, blinking between my fingers as I covered my face and searched for her. For the woman who knew my real name. I'd forgotten that too. But it was coming back to me. Making love to her,. No one had treated her that way, no one had broken her before and no one loved her as much as her Philip did. So much of her new life with him was a revelation. Before meeting him she had felt, at times, the shadow of a latent bisexuality. Just a hint that there might be the potential for pleasure in a woman’s intimate company and in her body. It was as if part of her libido knew that there was someone hiding on the other side of the mirror. Philip changed that too and it seemed the girl. Or a biker. Or the man a girl’d fuck behind her sweet boyfriend’s back. He was the star of a thousand and one cuckolding stories without even trying. But as Sasha jerked her eyes from his thick, dark red cock to his eyes, she saw a look of concern on his face.“You okay?” he asked.“What? Yeah,” she said, shocked beyond belief.“Well, I mean, you’re acting all normal,” he said, nodding. “Darryl told me before he went off to PE that you were doing a roleplay where you’re acting like a regular human.