It was now over for the poor hymen. It would be destroyed. Angela shoved her hips to the side in a panicked move to try to save herself. Her determin...tion paid off. Luck was on her side. She managed to dislodge him. He hadn't been in her all that deeply and she was slippery. Her tightness had actually been working against her, but, even so. She yanked him free.Her boyfriend was mad with lust, and he had just been robbed of his chance at a hymen. Even so, he was not willing to actually rape. And my voice did a funny thing, sort of rolling out whether I was gasping in or wheezing out. And I kept on coming something awful!At last he dragged his tongue out of me and stopped pushing his muzzle against my pussy and the spasms got weaker and quit. I sagged, my muscles relaxed and warmth seeped through me. It didn't matter if my legs were still spread and hanging over the backs of the chairs like something hung on a clothesline--or that my arms were wedged down on either side of the. . though not quite. Then the feeling that you get as you climb on to the bed naked, the feeling of your hard-on swaying as you creep closer to her. And the knowledge that she wants it as badly as you want to give it to her. Knowing that her body is just as sensitive to the moment as yours is. That first sensation of skin against skin as you nestle next to her and maybe kiss her, or take a nipple into your mouth. Yes, swirling your tongue around a nipple is good for both of you. I know it always. I, ah... "You got the hots for us," Shelly finished. "Well... yes." "Well, Alicia is a very sexy girl, so I can't blame you there." "You're not bad looking yourself," I told Shelly. "You're both hot. I'm so glad we're going to be friends," Brea said sincerely. "You're hot too, Brea, don't let anyone kid you there," Shelly told her. "So, do you want us to shave you now?" I asked. "Yeah, alright! I'd like that," Brea giggled. We watched one another undress, then plodded along to the bathroom.