By now the crowd had thinned out and a few more were leaving and a few were getting politely ushered out, I looked around after the last had left and ...aw that apart from me we had Amanda, Susan, Jenny, a pretty blonde who I didn’t know with a guy who might have arrived with her, another 2 young men were in the kitchen with Jerry, Tim and Alan that made 4 women and 7 men if you included me and somehow I doubted it would.Amanda had started to speak so they all came into the living room to listen. “Call the police, and tell them to send an ambulance. We can talk while we wait for them,” I told the stunned man in the suit.He stared for another minute before shaking himself and going to the phone. He walked the operator through what was going on, and asked for police and an ambulance.While he did that, I pulled out my cellphone and called Jonathan.“We have a situation,” I said when he picked up.“Who’d you beat up, now,” he said with a laugh.“Why does everyone assume I beat someone up when. She carried me like this for a couple minutes. She was teasing me again, asking how a younger girl could control an older boy with one hand, and how she could easily hold me. She used her other hand to try and tickle my armpits, but with my both my arms firmly locked under her one arm, she didn’t have much success. She then tried to turn me around….and I was able to get away. Then it happened. I was starting to swim away and she reached out to grab me. She got hold of my swim suit and yanked. ” She moved as if to climb off my cock, “But if you have already forgiven me . . .” She smiled impishly down at me. I laughed and grabbed her hips. I pulled my legs up and started driving up into her. “Just because I forgive you doesn’t mean you don’t owe me an orgasm.” Sandra laughed and started riding me. Our hands roamed over the other person, but without the sense of urgency we had earlier. She moaned when my hands brushed over her sensitive nipples or.