Rebecca giggled. "He called you sir."His grip held her against the wall. He kissed her flushed chest. He asked in a low, ragged voice. "Do you want Da...id to fuck you?"She answered, "I want you to."Ben kissed her again. He let go of one wrist and used his hand to pull her left breast out of the little black dress. It felt exquisitely indecent and the air conditioning further hardened her nipple. He dipped his head. He ran the rough softness of his flat tongue over her flesh and then sucked the. I wanted to know why. But I wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easy.“How would you know! Huh? How the hell would you know!? Ever since you were a teenager, you went from one toxic relationship to another. Always falling for the wrong guy.”“And, your excuse for fucking some worthless piece of trash was that another worthless piece of trash made you feel like crap! If depravity justified your actions, why shouldn’t it justify mine?” Her voice is furious.I was silent. My eyes were hazy with. ”“Are things OK out there?” Hailey asked. “It sounds like the slash guitar guy moved back in beside you.”“I’m not home,” Phil admitted. “Uh, you’ll never guess where I am.”“Do I want to know?” Hailey asked warily.“I am at a Malibu mansion at a party thrown by Jenvieve Borchard,” Phil told her anyway. “I swear to God, that woman either has the best plastic surgeon in the world or the sort of genetics they should use for cloning purposes. She could fit in at Heilman with no trouble.”“You are too. We fucked on the beach. Damn, it was good. I felt thirty years younger and she obviously had a good time. Those titties were a delightful hand and mouthful.She even got me hard again for a long screw with a weak cum shot before we went back to the house.After she saw me return from church the next day, she texted me for one more go at her pussy. Would I say no to an offer like that? We fucked out on her deck in the sunshine.From then on we screwed whenever we had the chance. Probably averaged.