He leaned in to kiss me and I just grabbed the back of his head and crushed his mouth to mine. Tongues were darting back and forth between our mouths ...nd it was for lack of a better word, HOT! I think his plan was to take it to the bedroom because he got up and grabbed my hand to help me up off the couch. We made it as far as the hallway and I turned him around, grabbed his crotch and said “Fuck me now!”. He grabbed at the spaghetti strap on my gown and ripped them both off making my gown drop. "Please," she implored. "Please, m-ma'am." She could feel the thing, now that she had noticed, an unbearable testament to her earlier actions.Emilee laughed and bent down, eye level."And why would I do such a thing? Didn't you enjoy being a slut?"Yes, she thought despairingly. She had, unquestionably, and if Simon hadn't stepped in, she would have continued until she either passed out from exhaustion, or the other syns had grown bored.Just thinking about it twisted her stomach in knots of. I looked away from her to hide the tear that was running down my cheek. She was right. I had betrayed her trust once. I didn't want to do it again. Then again I wanted to gain some trust with Bree, which at this point was shaky at best."Can I ask you something?" I said, my back still turned to her."What?" Do you have a crush on me?" I asked."What, are you crazy?" You have been hanging all over me and giving me these mind blowing kisses lately." I was just being a friend." Friends don't kiss. " And again she lifted the hem of her long skirt and stepped up to stand in front of me with her legs a little apart. I was shaking all over, as my hands roamed her lovely legs and hips. Insides and outsides, crotch and bum. God, it was wonderful to push my hand tight against the wet gusset of her panties, a wetness I still had no idea about. By then she had hitched up the hem of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband and I was treated not only to the feel, but also the sight and smell of.