I asked her if she was fucking anyone else and she lowered her head and quietly said yes. We sat there and she told me that Dad had pretty much lost i...terest in sex but it seemed that the older she got the more she needed it and that she finally started getting it from other men. She looked at me and told me how good I had done her, I bet you are not a virgin. I told her that I had been able to get three girls to let me have sex with them. I also told her that it was the first time I had ever. Marcy may have been willing to expose herself to the disease to help her friend, but Jeff was not. He stormed out of the cabin in a rage, but not before chastising Marcy for her foolish sympathy. “You can stay here and fucking rot! But not me! No fucking way, not me!” Marcy’s painful thoughts were momentarily disrupted by the sound of the bedroom door gently closing behind her. She didn’t turn to see who it was; she didn’t need to. There was only one other person around who was healthy enough. At first it was: “iiiiE, iiiiE, iiiiE, iiiiE, iiiiE….” Although I think she might have been saying “yeah”, I am uncertain. Then it changed to a deep, throaty, but still musical “oo..OH! oo..OH! oo..OH! oo..OH! oo..OH!....” The girl was insane and I was rapidly being driven insane. Good job I had dropped a massive load not long ago or else that would have been very short lived indeed. She then started grunting, barely audibly, “Loving…” as she dragged her self upwards and then as the base line. Sub movi daaikh chuke the hum log to maine kha ab kya kare to bahiya ne kha bf diakhte h or bhaiya ne bf start kar di or hum log bf siakhne lage or bhaiya ne 15min k bad apna haath mere janngh par rakha maine kuch ni kha hum dono garam to bf daikh kar hi ho chuke theor bahiya ne dhere dhere hath faira suru kiya to maine kuch ni kaha fir bahiya ne mujh se puchashish- tumne kabhi sex kiya home =ni.Ashish- bf pahle se daikhti thi ya ynah aakar daikhna syry kiya h me= ynha aakar me= apne sex kiya h.