His hands released my hands, and he removed his jeans. I removed my leggings and sweatshirt, and reached for his shirt. Leaving me in just a bra and t...ong, and Joel in boxers. Our arms wrapped around the other's neck, and Joel lays me on my back, while he kisses me deep and passionately. It had been almost two weeks since we had quality time like this with each other, and I was savoring every second of it. Joel started to dry hump me. His hands wandered my body, grabbing my breasts. He. But this adventure was certainly testing my self-confidence.When I woke up this morning, I could feel the tell-tale sparkle of excitement; that irrepressible feeling you got as a child on Christmas morning or on your birthday. But as the hours of the day passed, bringing the moment closer, that excited anticipation had turned to anxiety. How the hell did I let them talk me into this?I’d endured some friendly banter, knowing full well that my friends only had my best intentions at heart. But it. .. teasing her tender pussy with his hard throbbing cock, until she was begging for it, begging him to take her, to fill her, to claim her. He had done his job well, and she was aching for his big cock to own her. Gripping her neck tight enough to lay claim but not choke her, he plunged back in hard now, spearing her with his cock, going deeper than he'd been yet. He felt her tighten, gushing around him, flooding him with her juices. Growling deep in his throat, he wrapped his hand in her. “Where the fuck is my necklace!” she demands impatiently. “There.” he says pointing at the desk. There was still nothing there. She reached her hand out then stopped “Wait it just disappeared!?” she exclaimed puzzled. She quickly turned around as “the other me shut and locked the door. “What the fuck are you…” He quickly grabbed her throat silencing her. “You have such a filthy mouth. ‘Fuck this!’ ‘Fuck that!’ I think you just wanna get FUCKED! Who knows maybe is you do you’ll be less of a.