Stop. It hurts." What can I get you?" Something to drink." Have you had anything? Can you keep it down?" I'm nauseous but I haven't barfed yet." I'll ...et you some ginger ale. If we don't have any I'll run to the store to get it."My skin hurts from the pressure of the sheet. The skin on my face hurts from the pressure of the ambient air passing over it. All my muscles ache.She returns with a glass of ginger ale. I can't take more than a couple sips. My stomach is starting to hurt again. Then the. "Let me go! She will see us!" I held her down firmly against the counter so she couldn't move, my rock hard cock still searching for the opening to her wet, hairy pussy.The door opened in the living room just as I slid the head of my hard dick into Carol's wet, hairy slit. I thought, damn, if Marla comes around the corner she will see us, but from the doorway she can't. I pulled the head of my dick out of Carol's pussy. In a loud voice Marla yelled from the doorway, "Are y'all finding. Marc guided her to his desk and, sweeping the contents off with one hand, laid her gently down. His fingers lightly traced the outline of her body, down to her panties before hooking them under his fingers and pulling them off. Bending over her, he gently kissed her, gradually making his way down to her aroused breasts which he fondled and sucked on. He then bent her legs and placed her feet on the table and parted them, moving down her belly as he lick-kissed her, past her mound, to her soft,. She never did anything like that before. No girl and no woman she had ever known had ever licked out another female ever. Still she considered it as these two friends, almost naked, lay side by side, and Catherine was ready to pull off Sarah’s underwear so she could lick and finger her friend out. And maybe visa versa too she told herself. “Okay, I’ll let you, but Catherine,” she said. “Will you be careful?” “You’ll love it Sarah. I promise. You will love how it all feels.” And Catherine was.