Never had she thought that sex could be so pleasurable, once they’d all worked out a rhythm it was wonderful. She knew that they’d all been around...her body at least four times when Billy shouted out; she’d no realized he’d nearly spent his five minutes up her arse.“I’m cumming…I’m cumming!” “In her bloody mouth you stupid git!” The old guy moved to one side just in time for Billy to get his cock in.“That was fucking great man! What…a fuck!” Billy grinned as he slumped back on the bed.Paul. She kept herself looking beautiful, almost flaunting it in front of me, she would tease me by walking around half nude and changing in front of me.The owner of our gym, Phil, an ex attorney, had always tried to strike up conversations with Karin while we were working out, even when I was right there. Though she had continually ignored him in the past and politely brushed him off, I was stimulated by his approaches and a bit jealous of him. Things were now different.Now she was not brushing him. She rested against the counter and the wall and allowed herself to be proven a whore. Only a whore would respond this way, she told herself. Only a whore would enjoy it so much. Only a whore would want so much more. Only a whore. Only a whore.Time slipped away from Monica. In unknown minutes, he swept her from the counter and tried to stand her up. Her legs buckled and she fell against him. He guided her to the floor. She lay on her stomach on the cold, lemon Lysol scented linoleum. Monica. She swallowed hard.She has had thoughts of.... of.....Of what...???I was edging her on. I wanted Emily to tell me every detail.Of... Of....Ummmm.... She wants to shit on you.I started cumming again without even touching myself.I couldn't believe that she said it. And that turns you on???? I asked.Emily saw that my cock jumped and was creating a bigger wet spot in the sheet.Emily looked embarrassed and confused at the same time. Her hands dropped between her legs, covering her pussy. Her thighs.