"OK, I AM flirting now. You have a very nice face, trusting and confident." She said, blushing again."Maybe we could go out for a drink sometime." I s...id hopefully."Sorry, I'm through with men." She said holding up her hand with a faded stripe where a rung once sat."That says you're through with that man." No, too many of you lie and cheat. I'm not changing teams, just using men the way they like to use us." She clarified."I'm open to being used. I have NO strings of any kind and I make a. I continued to soap my body continuing to finger myself and then ran a soapy hand in my crack until I was at my asshole. As I gentle rubbed the outside, playfully inserting the tip of my finger into my asshole sent even more pleasure to my clit and nipples. Wait what am I doing; I want to do this to Abigail and vice versa. So I dry off and got dressed, excluding a few items. Abigail and I meet at a coffee shop, we hit it off. Abigail was extremely beautiful, 5’4, 34 C, a nice. . .god,” he cried out, “I’m . . . I’m cumming.” Kate lifted herself up and then down quickly on his cock a couple of times and John cried out as he began to ejaculate. They remained together with her on top for a few minutes afterwards. John held her close, clinging onto her, as if not wishing her ever to be apart from him. “It . . . it is just fantasy about Frank isn’t it?” Kate smiled him and then kissed him. “I would never do anything to hurt you,” she replied. “Never doing anything that you. She always had a sweet tasting pussy, and sexually was very good and wanting to try new things. I smiled and said, see much hasn't changed. She smiled and said, what do you mean. I then said still don't like wearing panties and always ready. She smiled big and said, well, I always loved how you ate my pussy, and have been wet since you showed up, and actually did have panties on, but took them off for you. I said for me, why would you do that. She then leaned back into the mirror, slowly.