‘Why don’t you come with me next Tuesday night then to Candy Girls?’ Pia again paused, obviously thinking about the implications then replied �...OK but what should I wear?’ I decided to get straight to the point so that she understood exactly what would happen if she went. ‘You need to wear either some very sexy lingerie or something kinky under your clothes and maybe you should buy some kind of cheap, trashy party outfit that you won’t mind getting slightly damaged or torn’. She looked at me. Thinkingfor a split-second about how angry he'd been when he'd seen the malechauvinist pig Chris fucking that slut, he'd been surprisingly sensitiveto her needs. There'd be plenty of time to fuck her unconscious later,he decided. As he thought of needs he felt his nuts bursting and thefeel of hot sperm as it traveled through his cock into Chris' freshly-waiting vagina. He had no control; he just jerked spastically as hepumped her full of his cum. Chris's moans grew louder as she came. That she was still sticky between her thighs. She nearly groaned aloud again but bit it off just in time. Last night wasn’t making love. It was an orgy. But other memories began pushing themselves back into her mind. Like how she woke up after the first time to a warm wash cloth being softly but thoroughly wiped between her legs. She whimpered at the intimate action, but he kissed her warmly on the lips, shushed her, and told her to just let him do it. She did. She watched as he finished and. Moaning and holding my cock you push your tongue into my mouth. Locked together we move as if one. Suddenly rolling over you push you ass into me and embrace him. Holding your hips and sliding my cock inside you, I watch as you reach for him with your hand and begin passionately kissing. I rub your back as I work my cock in and out of you. I kiss your back as I fuck you, watching your hand stroke his long shaft. Turning over again you push me onto my back and straddle me. Sliding your wet and.