Could it, would it progress to the next level?I think Freud would have found some solace in me as a subject—or patient. My freewheeling id continual...y coaxed my prudent ego to wrestle with two remaining conflicts that, if resolved, could seal a permanent relationship—a commitment?—between Liz and me. I only wished I knew if she loved me (she, of course, said she did), and I wished I could say I loved her.Turning back to me with a smile, Liz tossed a dart at my ballooning reverie."Billing. "Yea, come on mate, plough her furrow, there's alot of guys here waiting to fuck the sluts brains out," somebody shouted.I gasped out that there was plenty of time for everybody to fuck me.I heard another shout out to ream the old whores cunt out. He carried on fucking me hard until he groaned out loud and shot a large amount of cum deep between my legs and another load over my belly. He was soon replaced by another ready to fuck me. "Fucking get my cock in your mouth and suck it bitch," some. Once tanked up, Gareth sat on the toilet and expelled the oily brew. After returning to the shower where Jed was again wiping his dick, Gareth said, “You know, I still haven’t tasted your jizz.”“Well, why don’t we fix that right away,” Jed suggested with a naughty grin. As Gareth got to his knees, however, Jed mentioned that he still had half a tank that he first needed to unload. The lusty look in Gareth’s eyes said it all and shorty, Gareth was enjoying a golden shower. When the last few. ” He edged closer for a moment before pulling back. “They’re telling her to cut herself. The others are saying how fat she is.”“An anorexic cutter,” Emma said. “Years ago we didn’t even have those terms, yet these creatures probably evolved over thousands of years to take advantage of our emotional flaws. Still, it seems culturally dependent. Maybe in other times, they stressed different things.”“I doubt it. We’ve had knives for millennium, and women were always told they are either too fat or.