Over time my abilty to get the pussy came to a screeching halt, and all I had were my personal tapes. I hid them from a few girlfriends and my now ex-...ife, and little by little over the last 10 years started to convert what is left to digital. Sadly most of them have failed. The tapes got moldy in the basement and then attic, and then garage. The 8mm stuff did a little better, but not much. It’s too bad. Some of the girls are gone forever. No more Heather. No more Maggie. No more of the black. I thought I sure will, but was still nervous about going with a male again after all these years. We went to the bar and ordered a couple of cold beers, and sat quietly talking. Dave said that he had always remembered that afternoon in New York, and always wondered why I hadn’t returned for more. I told him that I had felt a little bit uneasy with what had happened, I had enjoyed the experience but didn’t want anymore man on man sex. We finished our drinks and Dave asked if I wanted to go up to. What was it again? Slut Factor, that w-was it! That thing you did w-with all your girlfriends. Recording them on some old ass camera doing… u-unspeakable things with some dirty boys, and then selling it to dirty old men. All while you should have been in s-school, huh?”Diane grew enraged at the sheer cheek she was getting from her own flesh and blood. To stand there and be insulted by her drunken little tart was too much to take. “Now you listen to me. Yes, I may have had a small seedy business. “The Slutadictorian who is too stingy to actually let me put my dick in her unless I can give her all the answers to the test?” Kiwi chuckled.It enraged me to hear that. It was true, of course, but I didn’t like how he phrased it. I rose slightly off his cock and then sat on the tip of his hard dick and allowed him to penetrate me. I’ve been fucked before, and Mom put us on the pill when this started. I wasn’t afraid of him spurting his cum inside of me other than the fact mom would know when.