But we are going to go through it together. I promise, I swear, to explain everything to you as we go. And, no matter what it feels like, don't let yo...rself forget that every single thing I do to you will come from love, not anger. I won't lose control, I won't be carried away. I'll be slow with you and careful." Will I cry, auntie? Will it be okay if I do?" Yes, my darling, it will be okay. Of course it will. And - oh, it makes me so sorry, so sorry I have to do this - if only you weren't a. Actually I did want him fucking me. I knew that. I think he knew it to."And I want you to film it and post it on our site. Your cum running out of my ass," I said actually envisioning in my head, laying on my back as his hot load ran back out my ass."I'm looking forward to it. And maybe this time, I'll even let you do some of the filming. You can hold the camera as my cock slides in and out of your little man pussy. Would you like that?" Randy smirked."Yes. I want to. I want to video me sucking. What's more, Sandy is attracted to Sherry, and vice versa. The game is in serious need of a wild card, and that's gotta be you, Nicole. Hurry!I'd hurried. I enjoyed Sandy's games."Nicole!" Sandy exclaimed when I stepped out onto the patio. "Nothin's goin' on, honest!"I giggled. "Yeah, sure, Wilma. Have you fucked him yet?"Sandy grinned. "Nope. Got him nice and hard for you, though. Jump his bones. Sherry and I wanna watch. Don't we, Sherry?"Sherry's laugh was obviously nervous. "That's up to. Emiru recognised the man now—Yuuze, a skilled instrumentalist who took part in several bands he had enjoyed before. Emiru had mixed feelings of excitement and disappointment—he had met an idol of sorts, but the experience was almost lost to oblivion thanks to how drunk he had been at the time… Met… Drunk… It was becoming clear now, and the memory of his experience intensified to a sort of dream sequence…----They had finished laughing together about something just as they arrived at Emiru’s.