His hand moved to her face caressing it not tenderly but clutching her roughly, hungrily. He touched her lips with his fingers and she kissed them. Th...n he plunged them deep in her mouth way back down in her throat, she gagged and spit. He then drug them from her mouth and spittle clung to them falling on her pink nighty. She whispers in his ear and kisses it, shit she kissed his ear. What the fuck is going on?"Let's go to the guest room," I hear her say. I'm halfway back now but still can't. A roomful of people would witness my confession.Jennifer sighed. ?Ok, it’s up to you, Charlene. If the asshole wants to get out of this, he’d better start talking.?She looked back to me and then down where my hands were still tightly grasping my crotch. Her expression dripped with contempt.I knew that either way, it was a losing situation. My supposed ?victim? may have ridden my face for a solid hour, but the police wouldn’t believe it any more than the party guests did. I couldn’t imagine why. Her tits aren’t big, but they’re just right for her body. I don’t know where she gets those looks – John’s well over 6′ tall and Nordic and I’m a tall, tawny redhead. He used to tease me that I made Val with the milkman, but who has a milkman these days? We had been out for the evening and were planning to go to a movie, but it was sold out and we didn’t find any of the other features attractive. So we came home and entered through the garage which leads into our den and that’s where we saw it. Nick checked the address; it was Haywood court, we were on Haywood Street. The guy on the top floor didn't know were Haywood Court was. We headed back to the car, but when we got to the ground floor there was a group of black guys standing there. They were blocking the door. Nick tried to reach the door, they asked what was his hurry, and he told them we were late for a party. Most of them were looking me over; I felt a chill as they leered at me. A big guy stood in front of Nick and said, "A.