“Who are you?” I coughed. I know, lame right, but you try coming up with something witty with her in your bed.“I am whoever you want me to be.�... She replied tilting her head to the side cutely and smiling. Oh yeah, cause that totally answers my question.“You couldn’t be a little more specific could you? A name, what mental institution I’m in, maybe?” I asked, my humor returning a little.“You are not crazy. But my name, I suppose would be Krystal. It is the name you ascribe to this form, is it. It was Eric's friend, Shaun, a man who I had first met during a handjob ten months ago. “Need some help, there?” he asked, his eyes crinkling with his smile. Shaun was a large man, he looked like he had been an outdoors person during his human life, and I wondered whether the girth of his dick was in proportion to the rest of his body.Eric took my jaw with his hand, squishing my cheeks together and angling my head upwards. “This hole is going to waste, and I need something to shut him up.”I. When she moved my things in there I moved them back. After a few times she gave up, but would put the clean clothes I would wear the next day in the den's bathroom ? and lock the bedroom door to me. Catherine is always polite, and when Betty was home things outside the bedroom were normal, I even lied and said I was in the den so much because I had a lot of work to do. Betty knew there was a problem, but neither Catherine nor I tried to get her to take sides.It wore on me, at first I thought. “Oh Sis, you’re so naughty and I just love it. I got a good feel of Little Tom’s cock, it’s not little, take my word for it.”“Good, I want them both tonight don’t you?”“I sure do. I hope they don’t get mad at us if they find out we both fucked them.”“I bet they both are wanting to fuck us. I know Hoot wants some more of our pussy’s and we can make sure Little Tom does too.”“Hush, I’ll have to use a roll of toilet paper now to wipe my wet pussy,” They laughed as they were able to let all their.