"Truth or dare, Mr. Gladwell?" I asked. "Dare," he replied. As comfort skyrocketed, I became gutsy. "I dare you to lay a single kiss on my lips," I to...d him. A grin came about, and his head went down to my breasts. Desire could be seen from a mile away, but thoughts of it being wrong came into play. "Just one," he made clear. So, he leaned forward, and his lips came to mine for about two seconds. "Well, thank you," I told him. "Your welcome, truth or dare?" he asked. "Truth," I replied. "Do you. With one swift movement, Sam’s up over me. His strong arms holding himself up above me, I wrap my legs around him. “You look so fucking sexy when you cum. You make the cutest face, and the way you scream my name. Damn, do I love you, Blondie,” his lips fall onto mine, my lips meeting his. “I love you, Sammy. I like how hard you can make me cum,” I giggle at him. I use the name he hates, saying it’s a childish name. I can’t help it though, I love calling him Sammy. “I’m going to let you get. She simply sighed and rubbed her face with her right hand. But I reached for that hand, gently took it away from her face, and leaned in to tenderly kiss her on the forehead. "I get that you don't like feeling helpless. I don't either. It's just ... there's nothing else we can do, not for her."Sasha shook her head sadly and put her face back down on her knees.Not for her...Not for her...But maybe for someone else?Here's a bright idea: Why don't you go get Kim?Kim?Yeah. Skinny little Japanese. ” I wasn’t going to complain at that and so I waited for her to get up and move over to the bed before I did myself. That’s when I remembered she was dressed in only a skirt and seeing her half-naked form immediately brought back all the feelings of lust I had felt that evening and almost straight away I had an erection proudly standing tall. I attempted to hide it as she slipped on a pyjama top and some short shorts and was mildly successful whilst still in my jeans. However, when she turned.