I'm not ashamed. From the first accidental friction from the seam in my teenage jeans, to the hardest fisting I have screamed through, I am not ashame.... I was born with this body and it has changed over the years. It has picked up scars and marks. It has grown and swelled. It has been a landscape for suffering. But it is mine and mine alone. Men and women have had my attention and my heart. But my body has always been my own. I bring it new men and sexy girls and they enjoy it but it always. We started kissing again as I grabbed her ass, kicked the car door closed, and carried her to my apartment.I managed to open the door and carry her into my bedroom, still lost in our passionate kiss as I knelt on the bed. Lori let go of my neck and fell back with her legs still tightly wrapped around my waist. When she bounced her short red T flipped up past her nipples, and we looked passionately into each other's eyes for a moment, then pulled our shirts off and tossed them.I unzipped her. Stacy stepped out of the dress and did something she thought she would never do, She opened the closet and took down the almost forgotten present from her friend, stepped back and closed the closet door and looked again at the reflection, then slowly opened the box and took out the vibrator, and switching it on she almost dropped as she felt like it was shocking her and she quickly turned it off and set it on the dresser. Stacy the walked over to the bed, picked up her purse and took out the. About the time my balls started to shoot jets of cum into her, Ellen was having her orgasm also due to her engorged clit being stimulated. I continued to empty myself while still chewing on Ellens tits. We disengaged when I was drained. Ellen got up and straightened herself out and blurted out Damm what got into you, whatever it is or was, thanks! I then filled Ellen in on the days discussions with Janice and Ted while we sipped on iced tea at the table we just fucked at. More than surprised at.