“Kelly, why would you let him do that to you? You could have any guy.”“I don’t want any guy,” she said, “I want them all.”“If you were...my girl, I’d do anything—”“Look, Jack, you’re sweet and all, and please don’t be upset.” She clutched his arm. “I'd never done a nerd before and, as I said, you were the first guy I saw that morning, but I don’t want a guy. If you want us to fuck again that’s cool. I’m just not prepared to settle for one guy.”They crossed onto Kelly’s parents’ pathway.“So, we. Gene pulled up his pants, grabbed the mouthwash, and headed back to his bedroom.Logan's little cock was constantly demanding attention. He'd become so good at stroking it that he already used both hands, enjoyed the way each grip felt different. Logan passed his dad on the stairs and headed to the hall bathroom, shut himself inside.The fourteen-year old pissed strongly before feeling the urge to move his bowels. He sat down and concentrated a few minutes, relief coming quickly. Logan stared a. I haven’t done half of what he’s done.In pit lane an Indianapolis with some pit crew.Looking at all the pictures was giving me a rush.I wasn’t sure if it was the LSD and booze kicking or what, but I was starting to feel horny.PT invited me inside his house for some more cold beers, I obliged.He ended up in his basement where there was more framed photos of him and cars and sports.PT was slowly getting pissed and opening up more.He started complaining about his wife a bit.“She thinks I am that. He wandered back to the girls, smiling appreciatively. “You’ve sure got a nice place here. Esther. Or is it Zoë?” “Zoë,” the hostess corrected him. “Yes, but it cost a lot. Property prices. You know. I couldn’t have afforded it by myself.” “Oh. So that’s why you share with Esther.” Zoë didn’t choose to correct him this time. “Come on, you two. Dinner is served.” She pushed open the door to the dining room where the other guests were already eating. Zoë noted with relief that nobody was.