Well, your "needs" obviously were more important than our marriage to you. You are a complete bastard!KateKate had come home from work early, not feel...ng well, but really dispirited because everything was going so badly with Jeff, and when she'd seen a second car in their driveway she'd wondered what was happening. There was a strange voice, a woman's, when she opened the door, and she'd crept back to the bedroom. Already she was suspicious. At the first voice she knew. Everything fell into. Opening the door the first thing that hit him was the smell. Sweet and cloying mixed in with the smell of rotting food. Next came the sound of laughter from the bedroom. Male laughter. Male laughter mixed with a female voice. Soft and low, and very familiar. A cold flush went through his body as he stood in the entrance by the door, his case forgotten. His eyes burnt as he walked slowly towards the slightly ajar bedroom door, his body suddenly feeling heavy and wooden, his arms heavy as they. The more I thought about it the angrier I got. I was not gonna be their convenient booty call. I wanted a steady lover. Someone who I could not only have nasty and intense sex with, but also passionate and loving sex.So I went back to the girl I was talking to before I fucked mom at the motel. She was really cool and hot. But she was a virgin and I didn't know if she would be willing to have me take her cherry. Hell, this could take some time, but she would be worth it. She was really into me. He invited every boy that had fucked Stacey and I that summer to come over and take a turn on us. Surprisingly there were only thirty-seven boys. I had thought that there were more boys but apparently Todd had kept track of them.Stacey and I had fun acting like prostitutes with our Johns. Todd even pretended to be our pimp. Little did we know that Todd was actually charging the boys to fuck us. For just twenty dollars each boy could fuck us as often as he could all weekend. It was a good thing.