Well fuck it and finish to the mom or Alice... or Mrs Howell instead of Ginger or Mary Ann. Uh oh, I'm starting to fantasize about the less good looki...g chicks in my shows. My friends. My dad. Nobody could find out about this. Something else started to happen, I started to notice girls in real life that I liked. Lisa, in one of my classes was cute but I remembered she shit her pants in class in 3rd grade and I couldnt get over it. But this other girl that just moved to town, Christie. Wow,. I asked what did she see and she blushed and said that she couldn't wait until tonight so we could make love.On this night Kim went in to get something to drink while I asked if Sean wanted to stay because Kim was ready for whatever we could give her. Tonight Kim was going to get laid no matter how reluctant she may act. Her body and mind wanted what was coming even if she didn't know it at the time.We got out of the pool and I told Kim that Sean was leaving and I was going to the store to get. As soon as I closed my eyes, I forgot how this looked. Looking down on me, if telepathy existed, I felt her pleasure. Loins to loins, she pressed against me, the enveloping grip of my erection provoked another fluid lunge.Astride my prone body, her eyes directed mine to watch. My whole length sank into her. Impaled to its hilt, the spring in her thighs created a delicious friction. Her hair, that raven mop, swirled in time with her tempo. The cadence of her hips demanded deeper thrusts. ”“Such as?” I asked.“How wonderful sex is,” Constance said dreamily. “And how much I need a man like you in my life.”“That’s a horrible reason to give yourself a nasty nickname,” I said.“It’s trashy,” Constance agreed. “But its also what I now know I’ll become.”“What?” Ashley asked.Constance sat up a little and looked over at Ashley. “Would you ever want another man to put his cock in your cunt?”Ashley just laughed. “Um, that would be a no,” she replied.“So you are also Mark’s Cunnie. Your cunt.