She’s a pain whore, more so than me. Many times after I would tell a tale, she would have me lick her quim, her lips plump from arousal. One time wh...n Max was over, she rode his immense staff while I told her about when that Mistress was milking her manwhore. This story really excited her and I watched her grinding on her Max’s nubian spear. She would rock her hips back and forth, satisfying her needy cunt as she listened. When my tale was done and both she and Max had cum, I cleaned the mixed. I had to re-learn how to love and trust someone. It was easy-because you taught me. It's my fault that I caught on too late, not yours.Every letter I've ever sent has ended the same way. You've been my best friend since I was eleven. You'll always be my best friend. And I miss my best friend very, very much.Love,Annie."I finished-blinking back my own tears-when Ed came down, a forced smile on his face. He was dressed.I stood up and walked over to him, handing him the letter back. "Ed?" I said.. With great debate they picked out a large number of photos. Linda was having trouble getting them to agree to just a few photos. "Do we have to download these photos to Alexander's computer?" Gloria asked."Ordinarily that might be true," said Linda. "But not for this pervert. He's already downloaded everything on this website. Here, I'll show you."Linda brought up my graphics viewing program. She quickly clicked to my subdirectory of photos I had downloaded from websites such as this one. I. I guess there was a sexual mood developing amongst us, more with the boys to start with, but I was not doing much to discourage their overtones, it was in an age of discovery, I was curious and enjoying the attention, being the center of attraction, and being aroused, knowing they all wanted me.These were powerful emotions, new frontiers and awakenings, so when someone suggested I nominate the best kisser, I agreed to kiss them one by one and nominate the one that I enjoyed.Passionate kissing.