The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that, too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, ...ut as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more" are all true. How else does one decribe actuality? But this woman I knew was different and sure enough, as I expected, I felt around my now aching fingers in her cunt an increase in moistness as the warm flow of the now augmented juices that I. Lamely, I could only think of one place where I didn't think we would run into any revelers. I turned around and told her to meet me in the bedroom in 5 minutes. I'd just grab us a few beers. She went to the bedroom, and I grabbed a cold six pack from the fridge. As I was getting the beer, Phil walked in to grab one himself. Inspiration hit. We had a moment or two of small talk before I asked him if he found Bridget attractive. He told me he found her beautiful. I told him about her fantasy,. “Really? Prove to me” While I was wondering how could I prove to her, she moved slowly to me. A couple second after, she was next to me, seeing me face to face. She leaned forward, and said quietly near my ear “I miss you, my little Terry” She started kissing my face, and I quickly returned her with my kiss on her face. I kissed her forehead, then her lips. When our lips touched, she slightly opened her mouth and let my tongue slipped in. Our tongues moved with each other like dancing. At. The only thing I can do now is get fucked, so get on with it.’ Lily explained.‘Lily, that’s not true, we might be able to fix you when I get a new phone.’ Jamie replied trying to reassure her.‘No point kidding ourselves, we’ve got ages to kill before the bus gets here so get on the floor and fuck me, come on, this is your dream, a limbless, helpless girl for you to bury your cock into, that’s how I ended up like this.’ Lily continued urging him. Jamie couldn’t take it anymore, his cock was.