When I got back to Betty’s unit I could hardly believe my eyes. I’d never have thought the living room had been partied in the previous night. Fio...a was still in her robe, bent over scooping something up off the kitchen floor. The thong was still there, a little off kilter, but still there, not hiding much which of course is why I was staring in the first place.Fiona heard me and turned, then shrugged as if to say, Feel free to check me out.What she did say was: “Betty’s gone; had a hurry call. I licked my lips and opened my mouth ready to take Phils huge cock head in my mouth. Phil grabbed my head between his large hands and pushed forward pushing his cock head in my mouth and half way down my throat. He pushed again and his big balls slapped my bottom lip. Oh that feels good. Phil moaned above me. I looked up and saw the gleam in his eyes. He pulled his cock out of my mouth until only his huge cock head remained in my mouth. Then he rammed his entire cock down my throat again. Fuck. It’s not you and I’m positive you’re doing it all for the wrong reasons. So, no, I don’t want you to be like Melanie. I won’t do those things with you.”She just stared at me as tears ran down her cheeks.“It has nothing to do with treating you like a normal girl,” I said, “and everything to do with treating you like my friend. And that’s what we have to stay. I can never be what you want or need, Bethany. I know myself well enough. And you can’t be Melanie because you aren’t Melanie.”Bethany got. His reply was simple….he slid the first bead in my ass, then the second, now the third (which was just slightly bigger) sliding into me, stretching me, then three back out, two back out, two in, three in….he was fucking me the glass anal bead in a lovely rhythm. Then he slowed down and pushed the fourth bead in (the largest), I thought I was going to cum right then when he pulled it all the way out then shoved it all the way in. I had six inches buried in my ass, then he began to fuck me with.