More than that. I had things in common with Mark beyond mere kinks. Mark croons an old swing love song that I have never heard before as he tumbles th... vegetables into the wok. Even in my bitterness, I can’t help but smile. ‘Steph, could you get the wasabi and the soy sauce from the fridge for me, please?’ His voice is warm and presumes nothing but close friendship between us. Any ill-will I feel evaporates. ‘Sure,’ I move the wasabi from the fridge to the counter, then offer the glass bottle. ~~ Sunday Morning ~~I kept my eyes closed as I woke up from a relaxing night of sleep. His arm was holding my petite body tight to his large muscular frame. I felt so secure when Marcus held me. His large morning boner was pressed against my backside. The thoughts of last night, of us making passionate love before falling asleep, were racing through my mind. He stirred, my pussy tingled, it wouldn't be long now and waves of pleasure would again be coursing throughout my petite body.Marcus sat. What my pubic hair had to do with anything was beyond me, but apparently it was a point of contention for men. Even a cursory glance at my mothers unconscious form splayed out on the bed was enough to show me she was smooth down below. Denny lowered himself between my thighs and raised them onto his shoulders, his bald head dipping towards my crotch. Oh dear lord, he was going to give me oral. This was exciting. I completely forgot about their intentions to rob me of my virginity when I felt. She took every inch and begged for more. She seemed to be trying to pull him into her, as if he was not pounding her HARD enough.Through it all she was yelling, “YES-YES-YES-YES, GIVE IT TO ME!!” When he erupted, he saw spots, it was like he had been hit in the head. He took what seemed like hours filling her to overflowing and still couldn’t stop the torrent. Through it all she was purring like a big cat “Yeeeeeeaaaahhhhh!!!”He finally flopped over on his side and tried to reassemble the.