Not now.”“Interesting. Go on.”“Well. when we used to make love...” My heart began to flutter. So, I took a sip of the cold cocktail to quell...my nerves. But I still couldn’t believe what I was admitting to. ”I used to tell him stories. Mostly fake tales of what I had done with men before I met him. It was funny at first, but it soon became tedious to me.”“But I bet it turned him on. Made him very vigorous.”My cheeks burned. I hung my head in shame. “The stories made him like a stallion. He'd. His cock was really growing and Becky whispered to me “Oh my God! Can she really take him?” I said it loud enough so Kelly and Marcus could hear and said “Sure. She can take him. It takes a little work, but he has had it all the way in before.” Marcus was starting to roll over on top of Kelly and she stopped him for a second.She looked at me and said “Okay babe. I just want you to know that I’m not just playing a trick on you and that I’m just saying I didn’t take my pill. I really. The comforter and sheets strangling you like you feel the responsibilities of life do. You check your phone. No new messages from me. wonder what I am doing. If I went to sleep or am still awake as usual. You feel frustrated, a little angry, and sad. You throw the bed set onto the floor.I head to the first bar I can find. I am not a bar woman. I hate the way my shoes always manage to stick to the floor and how dark it is. But tonight, I’m ready and willing to accept anything to fill this urge.. "That really feels neat, Dan." She stopped again, viewing my hardness from close range. Her hand gripped my shaft at the base and squeezed, milking a huge, gleaming drop of pre-cum from the tip. "Is that your juice, baby," she asked. "I hear 'em talkin' about juice." That's one kind of juice, baby. It's there for lubrication for when I go inside you. You do the same thing. It's what our bodies do when we're excited, gets us ready for intercourse." So I've been tasting this stuff?" Yeah," I.