I toss my head back against the wall, adjusting to his size inside of me, stretching me to my limit. It feels so good, but at the same time, so strang.... I'm so very filled with him, and In this moment, it hits me how much I've missed this. I feel so connected to him, and I look up into his eyes, to see him staring intently at me, lust in his eyes. He hasn't begun to move inside of me yet, giving me a minute to adjust, and I feel growing passion inside of me. When we make eye contact, he can. So, out of nowhere, I blurted out all about the conversation we had and must have got real descriptive when I described her because, in the middle of my story, G cut me off and very directly said, “You want to fuck her don’t you?”“What?” I said back, surprised.“You heard me.” “Well, I wouldn’t say no if I got the chance….and you know, if you’re involved and cool with it and shit.”“Invite her over.”“What, really?” I said quickly, unable to hide my surprise and excitement.“Yeah, this isn’t all. Fifteen minutes later she came back to me with a guy and we got in a cab and went home. All three of us sat in the back and I watched my girlfriend kiss another man for the first time. It was very hot. The driver was impressed, too.Once in the bedroom, things heated up very quickly. There were arms, legs, clothes and hands everywhere. We had a great time in a very porny way. It took us a couple of hours to exhaust ourselves completely, but it was an experience that embedded the threesome in my. "You would have more leeway. Slayers are always given a great deal of slack. But, as the one Slayer in Sunnydale found out, it's not a bottomless well. At a certain point, the Council draws the line. That Slayer is a vegetable in a mental hospital today." Last year at camp, I learned a little about soccer. I learned a little more this year," Kennedy told them. "This is called an 'own goal.' Where you score a goal against yourself." Kennedy, you need to grow up some more," her stepfather said..