His fraternity had thrown yet another party. Were always throwing a party. The brothers were nothing if not consistent. And he’d sat there in the sm...ky room watching all those people. Like he was watching a movie. He’d watched the college kids and he’d watched the townies. They were dancing he’d decided. Not dancing, but dancing: an interaction, a way of relating. He’d sat there with his beer in one hand and his cigarette in the other. Whatever he’d taken from Joel earlier in the night had left. Without any words I took off her robe and laid her on it on the kitchen floor. My pants were off in a flash and my already hard pecker slipped easily into this freshly fucked twat that was now forever different. I pounded hard and she squealed in delight.Her cunt was silkier feeling than I ever remembered. I thought of millions of strange sperm coating my cock and her pussy and I had to work to hold back adding mine too soon. I kissed the mouth and tits that another had recently pillaged. My. But, at the same time I told myself it shouldn't matter. It was over. I was supposed to be cutting ties, not dwelling on my mistakes. It irritated me that I couldn't seem to do that."How are you doing?"As I picked up the trash around the pool, depositing it into the garbage bag, it was Luke's voice coming from behind me, so soft that I hardly even heard him, but soft enough that I wasn't startled by it.How was I doing? Was that supposed to be a trick question or something? I was responsible for. As much as I wanted to just fuck her, I also enjoyed our conversation, learning more about her. After about an hour of chatting I noticed, she was rubbing her neck."What's wrong with your neck?" I asked."It's a little sore, don't know from what though." She answered back."Sit on the floor between my legs and I'll massage your neck." I told her.She got up and positioned herself between my legs. I started to massage her legs. After about 5 minutes or so of massaging her neck, she got up and faced.