I loved to fuck and having Johnny deep in my pussy bringing me to multiple orgasms was pure bliss. I always figured that Tommy talking about Johnny fu...king me was just a means for him to get more excited and turned on. And it excited me as well.After making me cum three times and filling my pussy with a huge load of cum, we were taking a break and talking as I was slowly stroking his semi-hard cock.“Where is your wife, Marge?” I asked.“Out of state, visiting her mother,” he responded.“So, with. ”“And, why wouldn’t I think you a slut for sexually interacting with those ten people?”Cricket giggled. “Sluthood is in the eye of the beholder, and I know that you know that. Your question is rhetorical hyperbole. Maybe you wanted to see whether I thought of myself in such derogatory terms. Maybe you wanted to tease me into a further sexual encounter – I’m willing by the way. Maybe you’re just probing to see whether I react in some way to the slur.”Dave nodded and kissed Cricket’s forehead.. ”“I’ve got it on video. It’s on YouTube.” Beth grabbed my arm and marched me right back toward the house.“I suppose there’s a Tony Ames Channel on YouTube now, right?” she snarled. I stopped and gasped. That thought hadn’t crossed my mind.“Geez! I hope not. Where are we going?”“You’re going to show me. Right now.”I took her into the family room where Dad had downloaded my match against Karl onto our set-top box and I knew he’d shown it to a few other people who had come over. The TV was set to. Once inside, I find my way down the back hall, following the light into a time-warp: from the tiled walls to the soft lines of the 50’s appliances, it was just like my grandma’s kitchen. I can almost smell the fresh baked bread as a flood of childhood memories washes over me. I walk over to the table where I find a wine glass and a bottle of golden elixir waiting for me, and sit down for a much needed drink. As I savor the flavor of sweet spices rising up in a sea of golden honey, I feel the.