”Vivian said, “I once tasted this cream-pie a guy left in me. He was right there and he seemed to be disgusted. He was the same one in fact who wa... reluctant to eat out my pussy.”“I wonder why he was bothered by that cream-pie? After all, it had come out of his own body. Some people just refuse to admit how dirty sex really is. Yet I bet he had no qualms with getting a blowjob and having you swallow his precious cum.”Vivian laughed, “That’s right, how did you know that?”“Because I know how most. When I made my first map for Cassie, I told her to line up the mailbox and windsock and stand between two trees to start the search. Then when we did additional treasure searches, they started from the oak that I'd always considered "our tree." Of course! That had to be the start point for my search for Cassie. The map was kind of difficult to follow and included things like "take ten giant steps toward the fence-post then turn left and look for the big Y." This could take me all afternoon.I. We dated for a couple of months. The Monday morning jokes stopped. Everyone just kind of assumed that we were 'at it'. The truth was stranger. I hadn't touched her. We'd held hands and had the odd chaste goodnight kiss but that was that. She wasn't as shy now. She looked at me when we talked and we talked a lot. Sarah was interested in everything. She had a real knack of pinpointing the weaknesses in any of my carefully constructed arguments, whatever the subject. Yet she never made me feel. Walking back to the bed she unscrewed the top off the lube and squeezed some onto the dildo before handing me the tube with a grin. Oh, fuck!Meanwhile, Jackie had got onto her knees with her ass in the air and was looking back at me. I knew exactly what she wanted but shook my head. Sex, even anal, was one thing but that? She frowned and nodded, her eyes pleading. I looked at Emily. She was sitting cross-legged at the top of the bed, leaning back against the headboard and running the dildo.