His face was contorted almost like he was in pain. He moved to the side of the bed, bent forward and looked at her breast closely. Because he had knoc...ed, I knew that she was aware of his presence and could only imagine how horny she must be. She looked convincing. It became immediately obvious that Patrick had lost any sense of caution in his heated state as he reached down and moved her robe gently off of her other breast. He stood back, staring and stroking his cock. As we had expected in. The one in my bed even fucked my ass. Are you OK?" I asked her.She sobbed through her tears. "I've never been fucked before, but my rear end feels OK. Let's call the police." Hold on a minute, Evie. First of all, they're going to claim that we consented, and it'll be our word against theirs. Secondly, most cops don't give a damn what happens to two lesbians. Unless one of the cops is a lesbian herself, they'll never even bother to check it out. And besides that, there is the fact that I took. On the other hand, I met this married guy (Alan) on Tuesday who was in town for work. We fucked Wednesday night and he wanted to see me one more night before he left. I convinced him to stay back for Friday night if he wanted some fun. Alan was also told that a ‘friend’ of mine will join if he decided to stay back. He, like Josh assumed I was talking about a girl. God was he a puppy in my hands when he realized I was about to raise the stake. What married man will ever say no to a free night of. ..and before we knew it, we were on the couch, kissing each other passionately. She took off her jeans and blouse and our kissing became more and more passionate. I loved to see how the more passionate we became, the younger and even prettier she looked. She really seemed to enjoy it and so did I(she's a good kisser). We decided to move to the bedroom(the only room with 4 walls that would give some kind of privacy), because we weren't too keen to be seen by everyone. Seeing her lying there on.