“I don’t think so luv” I moaned. “And I so wanted to play with you tonight....” I must have looked liked a poor k** who’d just opened his ...irthday presents hoping for Buzz Lightyear – but getting Mr Potato Head!“Awwwww..... poor Roger” said Tracey, as she pulled me close and kissed me on the cheek, finishing with a little lick of my lips. “I wanted you to fuck my arse, too. Brenda’s been telling me how good at it you are. It was reeeeally nice of you to break her in the way you did”.Some months. So let's concentrateon that, Georgina."She laid back and sighed. I was well enough trained that I immediatelygot into my accustomed spot, lying between her outstretched legs. Sheflipped up her skirt and I was confronted with an unwelcome sight.Obviously, she had had unprotected sex, because there was a generoushelping of male ejaculate leaking out of her body. I gagged slightly."Um, Lila darling. You don't want me to... er... do nice things for younow? Before you wash up down there?" Oh,. It was a small cabin, with one bedroom, living room/kitchen, and a bathroom, and an amazing screened in porch. I heard the sounds of the guitar once again and I was drawn to the porch. Jason was sitting in one of the two rocking chairs on the front porch, casually strumming on a guitar and humming. I slowly sank down into the other rocking chair and watched him play. His hands were running smoothly down the neck of the guitar, fingers long and dexterous. He was playing that guitar like he would. ’ Max sung out of key with a smile on her face. ‘And I told you, this isn’t happening.’ Caroline said firmly, before forcefully pushing her secret girlfriend away from her. Max staggered back, momentarily looked hurt and then scowled, ‘What’s the point of being dykes if we can’t fuck in bathrooms?’ ‘Oh like that ever stopped you before.’ Caroline pointed out. ‘True that.’ Max admitted. ‘Anyway, I wish you wouldn’t use that word.’ Caroline whined. ‘What word? Dykes?’ Max scoffed, rolling her.