I rolled over on my back and pulled her with me. She lay atop me, then quickly repositioned her legs and slid back to impale herself on my cock. It ...as a sudden intense heat that nearly made me scream. I felt so good deep inside her. She was so hot and moist. I could feel her pussy clamping around my cock. It was one of the little tricks she had learned. “Oh yes,” she gasped, slowly rising and falling on my cock. I moaned my appreciation, grabbing her hips to support and direct her. ‘You don’t need to strip, sweetheart. Angie likes a girl dressed. One of my little kinks.’ She smiled. ‘On the bed, pretty girl. Face down, bum high please.’ No second bidding was required. She was clearly in the mood for the same as me, a quickie with no messing about. I lifted my arse and felt her hands running over it, then flipping my skirt over my back. Then her hands traced the shape of my arse and, deliciously, ran between my legs, stroking firmly and finding my silk panties wet,. She told me that she knew that at some point I would no longer be able to keep up with her addiction and that the four days she had to go without sex because of her piercing was a living hell for her and that the night she allowed Matt and his friends to piss on her and she drink it was completely degrading but as degrading it was she could not help herself and nor did she want to.Since we were having such an honest conversation I told her that the way she allowed herself to used that night. She also had two weddings for the weekend, Closman on Friday evening and McMartin on Saturday. She did occasionally wonder why Marci wanted to have lunch with her, but didn't spend too much time thinking on it since she would know in a couple of hours.She got to the restaurant and found that Marci was already there. She sat down, ordered her customary salad with a glass of iced tea and then waited for Marci to speak. At first it was just small talk about the hotel and office politics, but she.