She drifted in and out of consciousness, the sweet pleasure still radiating from her pussy. Lynn's body was so warm and soft beneath her. She felt as ...hough she could stay there forever. Was she dreaming, she wasn't sure.Suddenly she was snapped out of her dream state. She felt something tugging at the lips of her labia. "Lynn! What are you doing, girl?" she asked groggily."Just playing" she said mischieviously.She felt Lynn squeezing her lips between her own gorgeous lips and tugging at them.. I know it isn’t you who’s been talking. I was just trying to… be supportive.’ ‘I’m not in love.’ Monica was slightly mollified. ‘But thanks.’ He smiled. ‘Fran and I are going for sushi for lunch, if you want to join us.’ She remembered Charles’ invitation and bit her lip. Should she go? The damage had already been done. See what he had to say for himself after everything, why the hell not. ‘I have plans, but thanks.’ Sitting back in her desk, she studied Nick’s handsome face, his black hair. She was dazed and confused. Her mind had been racked with flashes of weird dreams and she shook her head trying to clear it. She remembered Jane leaving the bag with the stories and knew that part of her dreams were as result of them. Images of Jane coming over and yelling at her appeared in her fogged mind, as well as having sex with Jane. Confused, she tried to get up and got dizzy. Making it to her feet she looked at her bed and realized that she smelled of sex. Staggering, she made her way. I placed my hand softly on her neck and gripped it firmly, but not enough to choke her. Pushing her head quickly back against the table by her neck I slid my hand up her outter thigh, up under her skirt. After squeezing her neck softly to show her just more reason to cooperate with me I released her neck and repeated my last action with my now free hand so that both my palms rested against her upper thighs. I slid my hands slowly up until I felt the straps of her thong panties and wrapped my.