’ ‘You’re not angry?’ she said with a pout. ‘No! Just helping out.’ There was an awkward silence. I looked at her, her black hair was a me...s, no makeup on, and she was a little funky from a sweaty night under the sheets sleeping off her drinks. She seemed to sense it, ‘I must look awful,’ she sniffed under her arms, ‘…and shit! I smell awful. I’m sorry, let me wash up and we will go to lunch. Or maybe dinner.’ ‘I think it is a little too messy outside to do that. You are fine. I can cook. I, knowing it wasSunday, turned on some football. It took me about five minutes to turnthe station. We ended up watching a movie on Lifetime about a woman whoends up losing everything because of an alcohol problem. I was crying atthe end of it! I was the biggest sports nut, now I can't watch a secondof any of it. TV is not the only thing either. I started dreaming aboutmen! All my sexual dreams now involve me being the woman to a man. Ican't believe I'm saying this but I think guys are HOT!!! I. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was still filming, but I still didn’t care. All I could think about was satisfying my lust. I licked greedily at the cum flowing steadily out of his ass and licked up and down his thighs. Moaning with each mouthful that I swallowed. When I’d thoroughly cleaned him, he moved around behind me and flipped me over onto my back. He lifted my legs and put them over his shoulders and I watched his huge cock push against my ass. He dropped onto me, sinking. I could not help but moan audibly. My entire body shuttered from the pleasurable vibrations on my anal sphincter. I felt and heard movement. I surmised that the woman was now kneeling next to me with her own bottom up, and someone, Jim I assumed, was behind her fondling her privates as she teased my sensitive anus. I held myself perfectly still, as I tried to keep the very tip of the vibrator precisely located on my sensitive anal sphincter. After about a minute of stimulating me externally,.