My mind was totally engrossed by the life and problems of fictional Emily and I even missed a couple of meals to feel the pangs of hunger that I knew ...he would feel far worse than me. (I didn't even cheat by snacking on a packet of crisps). I know I should have done more of my coursework but I just couldn't leave this story alone and cracked on and finished it — well as far as the first draft went.Chapter twelve. Return to the ManorThe journey to Fulham was tedious with several wrong turnings. He tells her to let go and she does, bursting into an orgasm. It’s so intense that she almost blacks out; all the teasing made her build up to a whole new level. After catching her breath, she just sighs in relief. She knows he is probably dying to have some release too, not to mention the fact that she is only getting started herself. She pushes him on his back and tells him to relax. She rubs up and down his chest and thinks to herself that she will give him the same treatment he gave her.. You fingered her pussy and she sucked your cock. It made me soooo fucking horny!" She said as she took my hand and put it under her skirt on her panties. "See how fucking wet you both made me?"Her panties we so wet and moist from her juices. Claire took it back out and said "Take your boxers off, I want to see your huge dick." I tried to protest but Claire said angrily "If you want to fuck my sister you are going to have to fuck me first! Here maybe this will help you come around" she took her. ”And Matt did it again, I was in so much pain I’d gone soft, but what’s more is that Matt had put his shoe back on and told Dylan to stand in front of me to be sucked while he kicked me. I screeched out in pain as Matt booted me, Jake had gotten hard again and was fucking me while holding me up. As determined as I was not to get hard again, I couldn’t help it, the kicking hurt like hell, but the pain was somewhat erotic. Then it happened, Dylan came down my throat right after Matt and I shot.