Our offices all looked good and just the way I had remembered them and my house seemed unchanged as if I had just left it earlier this morning.There d...d seem to be a few cars down the street in front of Tom and Justin's house, and I remembered Marsha's comments about their Saturday night parties. I was in a jovial mood, and glad to be home, so I decided to stick my nose in their door and say "Hi" to everyone. I had a pretty good guess as to what I'd find there, but I figured at least one of the. "Go on grab 'em," said a voice."Oh fucking 'ell," one said, "they're fucking lovely." No you mustn't," she pleaded, but her voice had subtlerly changed again, less of a panic now."Here let me have a feel," said a new voice.My eyes had now accustomed to the darkness and I could make out that there were three guys surrounding J. one was holding her arms behind her back and two were in front with their hands on her tits. I was also aware of the hardness of my own cock in my trousers and I had to. ‘Why can’t he hold me afterward, and tell me how much he loves me?’ Lois wondered as she lay in bed next to her sleeping husband. On the other hand, why should this time be different? She slipped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The last few times she and Rod made love, she’d had a vague feeling of unease afterward, hadn’t understood it, and dismissed it as unimportant. Sex was pleasant, if not the wild experience her friends in college described. She believed the other girls had been. You are practically acting like a lap dancer in the middle of the club, I can see your friends pointing and wondering what the fuck you are upto, but you don't care, you remember all our conversations, all my stories and your lust for me is taking over.I grab your waist and pull you into me, holding you tight against your will, you want to keep dancing, i tell you to meet me outside in ten minutes. You look me directly in the eyes and say nothing, but look at me with the filthiest fuck me look.