Something crawled down her other leg and took its place next to the first one, who was sitting comfortably in her crotch. She felt its nose sniffing a... her cunt lips and wanted to pass out, wanted to vanish before it decided it wanted to nibble on the swollen flesh. She could smell her cunt horribly now, the room reeked of it, it was all she could smell. Cunt and sweat. The flies came back, three of them now, she could feel them. Two of them on her face, walking along her lips. The third one. As did all of us kids, I had red hair – some people who didn't know my name would often yell out, "Hey Red" to get my attention. So, Tony or Red, either way - it works!I spend all my available time working on genealogy, looking for other people with interesting or strange names. With my last name, people would often assume I was Irish, or Scottish, and they were right, at least partially.I primarily use the Internet for my genealogical pursuits, including Ancestry, Geni and Rootsweb to look. I reach my hand out to touch him, needing that connection back. He slowly shakes his head, "God Mae, you are absolutely breathtaking beautiful. I just want to look at you for as long as I can." His eyes travel up and down my body slowly as he drinks in the sight of me. I clear my throat and when he looks at me I let my gaze wonder down to his boxers as I give him a look that says 'what gives'? I hear him chuckle, "I suppose its only fair."He climbs off the bed again as I watch him intently. I. Unfortunately, Jessi had a history of texting me her deepest darkest secrets and fantasies while she was drunk... I'm sure they were things her boyfriend wouldn't want to hear.My phone vibrated and I pulled it out of my pocket to reveal a message from Jess. "I want to fuck you..." it read. Now I had heard many of her secrets before, but this took the cake. I had never expected something like this. John's girlfriend had just told me she wanted to fuck me, I was completely floored. But that.