‘So,’ he says, sliding into the chair across from me, ‘what is it that has your sleep schedule so off?’ I shake my head. ‘Will, it’s compl...cated…’ ‘Isn’t everything?’ ‘No, like, really complicated.’ I take a sip of the tea and swallow quickly so it won’t scald my tongue. I sigh and begin my story. ‘My boyfriend and I were living together…’ I tell the story of the past week over the tea, often glancing down into the blackish-brown liquid as I search for the words to describe what happened. By. I unwound and drifted off at one with the world.Day OneThe morning came and I was sprawled out on the bed. I looked at my iPhone and it read eleven o'clock. The sun was high in the sky. I had wasted the morning. No, I didn't waste it. I really needed that sleep, my first good one in weeks. While my coffee brewed, I threw on a pair of shorts and walked out on the beach. I opened the door and was hit with hot, humid air. It had to be one hundred degrees. I turned the overhead fans on in the. ”“It didn’t really hurt. Are you sure?”“We can look, but I’ll have to move.”She sighed, “Yeah, please let me see.”I gently pulled out of her, then lifted up, and knelt between her legs. There was indeed blood on the sheet, and streaks of red along my dick and on her thighs. If proof of her virginity was needed, I certainly had it. She propped herself on her elbows and looked down, seeing the same thing.“What a mess!” she giggled. “Is it always that messy?”“It is, but usually without the red and. Carl now had Heathers skirt off and was just pulling down her knickers Heather moaned and begged to be fucked hard; Carl bent Heather over and dropped to his knees and buried his head in her arse and fanny making her yelp, he licked her furiously making her cum, Carl got off his knees and grabbed hid hard cock, gently slipping it into Heather she moaned with delight, Jack crept downstairs and watched Carls balls were massive they hung like to melons, walking in I undid my trousers and got my.