“Let me see it.” Mark lunged at me but I jumped back. In the next second I turned and darted out of the living room and down the hall. Mark quick...y got up and came after me. As I got to the end of the hall I grabbed the door handle to go outside and suddenly stopped. Mark stopped about 10 feet away from me in the hallway. “Ahh, new flash. You can’t go outside. You’re missing something.” Mark was right. I had taken my top off when he was looking at my nipple piercings. I looked around for a. After we connected she had tried toturn off the Janne thing in my life, but it would never go away. On some levelshe knew how much I loved that sharptongued skinny vixen. But at first Patand I had sex at least two and sometimes more than three times a day. Thiswent on for three years. During that time we were not particularly experimental,although we probably thought we were. We smoked a lot of pot and we fuckeda lot of straight fucking. We did do some oral sex, and even some anal. Bondagea few. Just like I shared Janice with him this night. The first woman we ever enjoyed together.I imagined Kurt standing there, still so young, his hair red, his blue eyes so bright with shock and pleasure. He groped himself through his jeans, watching me plunder his step-sister's pussy. Janice bucked back into me, moaning and cooing, her pleasure bursting through her body.I could feel that same thrill. It was like I was plunged back into my eighteen-year-old body, enjoying my futa-dick for the first. Oh Jesus, oh God ... yessssss"I walked slowly into the living room quiet as a mouse and saw my Dad fucking Lisa McKay hard and fast. He had her face down and she was gripping the couch her face contorted in pleasure as my Dad pounded her from behind. Lisa, was the very married wife of our local pastor. I was furious and screamed at him like some evil banshee."WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I screamed like a maniac.Lisa shrieked and grabbed her clothes practically crying and begging me not to.