I smirked back and said "would you like for me to show you off to Michael, or would you rather just get some rest?". Chelsea smiled and said, in a slu...red drunken manner "I'll act asleep, you can show me off or let him fuck me, I'm good with whatever". I have to admit, I didn't expect her to say he could fuck her, nor did I expect things to go that far... but it was nice to know she was cool with whatever happens.I went back to Michael, who had been watching us talk from enough distance that he. I grasp you and pull you back towards me and sit back in the chair with you in my lap. My hands move like lightning, here there everywhere. They stroke your neck and breasts and finally fingers find your pussy.Circle ling around your clit. Your wetness starts to flow and my fingers enter you.My cock is getting so hard it hurts. I lift you upwards and then slowly lower again. As you come down, you feeling my cock pressing at your pussy. I continue to lower you and your body swallows my cock. I. It was sometime about being used by another male and induced to have sex against my will that excited me and cause me to be submissive. Being the center of a sexual attack is not something I would suggest to anyone, especially if their is more than one. I guess you could call me street dumb(some may say street stupid), I just had this belief that their is good in us all. Bruce, the passive one of the three, had at times lulled me into a since of relief. Only to find out that he is as cunning. “Bonnie once showed me a dirty cartoon on her computer. There was a sexy young woman working in her flower garden in a short dress. When she bent over, her butt was visible and the old man next door was peeping at her. It showed her butt and even her naked pussy. I wished right then I could do that,” she said.“Was that all there was? Just him looking at her naked butt and pussy?”“Heck no, the next part was where she bent over and her butt was against the wooden fence. The old man stuck his dick.