You did the right thing at basically every step, based on the knowledge you had. It’s not your fault.”“A perfectly logical answer which doesn’... make me feel much better about it.”“I understand. Mental illness takes its toll on family, friends, and loved ones, in addition to the person suffering from it. Everyone wonders if maybe they had just done something different, they could have prevented it. It’s my opinion, as a third-year Resident, that the answer to that is there is literally nothing. Exhausted, I bucked a few more times and he gently lowered my legs to the floor and then moved up to my mouth and kissed me deeply. Laying down beside me he pulled me on top of him. “Sit on my mouth. While I eat your pussy, you can suck me. It is called 69.” he said and I straddled his head. Holding onto my hips with one hand, he played with my breasts with the other as I leaned forward and took the tip of his dick in my mouth again. Driving me to another orgasm, he felt his own building and I. Yes! I said. The four of us went to the room. I was not sure what the other woman was looking for but I wanted some strange. The minute we walked in the room I was all over my guy. And in seconds we were naked on the bed and he was eating me out. I looked over at the other woman and they were moving much slower. I guess I should have felt bad but I wanted to fuck and I was not going to let her stop me. That guy got me right to edge of orgasim and then I pulled on top of me and he started to. She unzipped my pants and pull them together with my boxers down. My cock was already hard. With an horny look in her eyes she moved down and put my cock between her tits. She pressed them together with her hands and moved up and down with her upper body. My English teacher gave me a tit wank. I could see my tip moving out of her cleavage and getting back in. She licked it like it was ice-cream when it popped out. I twisted her nipples and within a few moments they got harder. Soft moans.