She wore a black 1/2 -cup lace brassiere, black lace garter belt and stockings, and black stiletto heels, and a smile. She stood in the hall in front ...f the door to her room. ‘It’s time to fuck, big guy,’ she breathed as I closed the distance between us. As I picked her up to carry her into the room, our lips met in a crushing kiss. Our tongues met with a fury as they danced between our mouths. Her moan came from deep within and turned to a low growl into my mouth. I carried her into the room. It was hot and he apologized a couple of days after for feeling like it got out of hand. However, I had a couple of days to think about it and I enjoyed the tenseness of feeling totally helpless and being able to concentrate only on my sexual pleasure. So, I set it up over the next month where I was going to have my first foursome so I could get that feeling again and accomplish two other goals. I told my BF that the basic idea was for me to be blindfolded and him to have two more frat buddies. There isnothing worse you can do, then steal a man's masculine essence fromhim." Mom, if I could undo what I did, I would. I have apologized every wayI know how. I am out of ideas, I need your help."Her father who had been eavesdropping on their conversation gave a"Harrumph." Stood up, threw down his copy of Psychology Today and wentinto his den and locked the door, mumbling under his breath, "It's alittle late for that."Carol related her story of woe.Liz was totally supportive and told Carol. He had a dark brown crew cut and a goatee, and was wearing a pinstripe suit. Mostly wearing it, that is….his tie was in disarray, and his slacks were pulled down to his knees. Lily was riding him. She had a white blouse on, unbuttoned and hanging open to reveal her gentle, modest breasts in a sea of creamy white skin. India-print skirts were hiked up to her waist. She knelt straddling the man, her hands on his chest, pumping her pelvis against him. Christi couldn’t see much at her angle, but.