Then he mentioned the last day we had worked out. He asked me if I remembered it and I affirmed that I did. Then he explained how when he had me in hi... arms, he could smell the sweetness of my perfume and that along with having my body pressed against his, he had gotten hard. He said it was then he realized that he had to stop, or he would do something we both would regret. I just looked into his hazel eyes. It finally dawned on me what he was talking about. I could feel the butterflies. Her hand just makes it around to grasp my shaft. I demanded to know if she liked being my sex slave She said she liked being a good sex slave so I moved over and straddled her chest & began to face fuck her. I asked her if she liked having all of her holes full, all she could do was moan as she slurped on my cock. She was mine to do with as I pleased.After a couple of minutes I moved back down to her totally soaked pussy & pulled the we-vibe out (her grool was dripping off of it) and easily. She didn’t resist that, but when I tried to pull her hand onto my erection the response was totally different, she quickly pulled her hand back but still stayed sitting on the side of the bed. Encouraged by this, I carried on kissing her. The direct approach hadn’t worked so I went for plan ‘B’.I started to stroke her tits through her blouse. She did resist to this, but not as strongly as when I tried to put her hand on my cock. As we kissed I kept playing with her tits through her blouse and. The LeClercs had placed me in Monique's room with a second bed, but the thunder somehow frightened me so much that I huddled together with Monique for comfort. I do not believe either of us thought about it, but fifteen minutes later we were kissing passionately, and I was sliding her nightshirt off. It took a bright lightning flash as we were kneeling on the bed in panties and kissing to bring us to our senses."Oh god, Rebecca," Monique said as she realized what was happening. "I'm sorry."I.