I was over the moon. Eric began rubbing at my clit as Bill started pumping into me. I had my legs spread as far as they could and John held my left an...le to help me. I held onto both the cocks on my side as Bill became more furious. When Eric and John both started sucking my elongated nipples I came again with as much ferocity as the first. Bill pulled his cock out and the sensation of my cunt slipping back was great. I was ready for a change in position and I gently pushed Bill away. I. She lapped up stray spots of my emission, and, evidently satisfied her work was done, returned to my side, snuggling in as the morning sunlight peeked through the window."How is that for a wake up call?", she asked, smugly."You know how that was. And, you really do have quite a bit to be smug about. I really enjoyed it." I know you did." She licked her lips for emphasis. "I did too. It was as if you were directing me, and the feeling of submission, of knowing I was pleasing you, even in a. Don’t worry about my Dad. He doesn’t really care what happens to me.”Hearing words that could have been uttered by her several months earlier, Lisa turned to Amy and said, “You don’t really mean that.”“I do. My dad doesn’t have any room in his life for me. He’s a cop first and a father second,” Amy said.“I’m sure that he worries about you,” Lisa said. She found that she was having difficulty breathing. Memories of feeling unloved flooded through her; overwhelming her in light of what she now. PORNOGRAPHIC PRECEDENTSThe pulp novels of the fiftiesFocused on lesbian loveAnd heterosexual desire;Not until the next decade,When such preliminary affairsHad paved the way,Did tawdry, gaudy paperbacksFirst speak widely of the loveThat dared not name its name.THE PSEUDONYMOUS GUIDEThe naming of names,Even in a landThat guarantees freedomOf speech,Dampens the libertine'sLiberty, so, instead,Of his or her given name,The author of eroticaOften invents an inky alias,And, permitting him- or.