Are you willing?”“Do you know what my biggest concern is now? That I’m falling back into my old ways. Kara’s giving me rope, and I’m afraid ...hat I’m going to hang myself with it.”“So why are you torturing yourself like this? What’s the problem here? Are ANY of the girls you’ve been with since May complaining? Are you not enjoying yourself? Why are you trying so hard to conform to a lifestyle that doesn’t suit you? Social pressure? Your mom? Kara? Some misplaced loyalty to a dead Swedish. Liz rewound it to watch again. She had a sudden image of Brooke licking her cunt instead of the panties. It was such an intense and realistic fantasy that Liz almost felt like it was really happening for just a moment. But it was only her hands back on her pussy once again, practically having a mind of their own. A daughter eating her own mother’s cunt, it was so depraved that Liz felt it: the Sex Demon. Liz’s overpowering libido, something she had practically forgotten after almost twenty. "Come here," she mouthed and motioned for me with her finger. As soon as I walked over she reached over and grabbed my cock positioning herself on the end of the couch and placing me in her mouth. I watched as she sucked and pulled her head back carefully and maneuvered herself until I was erect. I paid only attention to her and the guy on her left stared at me. With the moaning of a woman to my far right and the sound of bodies smacking with a girl on my cock, naked people walking around and. ”Tegan considered him thoughtfully. She’d played him like a fiddle but he was the one with the guilt. “I knew what you wanted Sam, and I let you take it.”“Ok.” Sam nodded thoughtfully, conceding the point. “So, first time for that then?”“For what, cum in the armpit or the rape fantasy?”“Well I meant the cum but both I guess.”“Yes and yes. Well…”Sam looked at her interestedly, waiting for her to continue.“I don’t make a habit of sharing details of what happens in private, but Angus sometimes.