That was eight years ago, when we were both eighteen. Tina and I are still together, still best friends, still fucking each other senseless about thre... times a week.Neither of us has ever been with another woman to this day, just with each other. That’s what I meant earlier when I said I’m “sort of” bi. I’m attracted to one and only one woman. But over the years I’ve had fifteen different cocks in me. I guess that makes me one-sixteenth bi?Whenever one of us gets a boyfriend, Tina and I always. I pretended to go to sleep, even snored a little. I felt her lay back on the bed and she was instantly out like a light. I eased out of the bed and opened the curtains up a little. Sure enough about 2 minutes later a knock on the door. When I opened the door the larger of the 2 gys looked like he saw a ghost. I guess he was expecting her again at the door. I just stepped back and point at her naked ass laying on the bed. Oh, these two guys brought a friend too, so I guess he wanted a little fun. By now, I was sitting on the floor in front of him in between his legs and Brenda was on his left watching and rubbing her tits through her shirt. That was the last I remember seeing Brenda as I focused all my attention on Marks quickly hardening cock. I stroked it and noticed how nice it looked before licking the tip and the rim under it. I was licking everywhere, the tip, the shaft, his balls, and even his pubic hair above his cock till I felt him shiver when I hit that nerve. That was my. Where the shelter is. Where she’d been staying with different friends.I began with Harold. Not because I thought Lina might be in his stable. She’s eons too old for him. But he’s the pimp I know best. And he’s not stupid. He might hesitate, but he wouldn’t hold out on the daughter of Homicide Captain Dave Jennings.Man-mountain Columbo, at close to 300 pounds, was stuffed into a wooden rocker on the porch, nursing a breakfast beer. “Go away, cunt.”“Columbo. I’m so proud to witness your ongoing.