She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it... pain and pleasure mixed together. For all I knew she was single, but obviously I was wrong. I heard shuffling, then another, more persistent moan. The moan quickly turned into a series of quiet gasps, which started to fray my nerves. I heard something heavy dropping with a crash. ?They are getting wild?, I thought to myself. I was getting. “I knew you would come talk to me. She made her play for you?”“Yes, she did. With some strings attached. Strings that I’m not sure are acceptable.”“I don’t have a problem with what she proposed,” Kara said.“I know. But something just doesn’t feel right about it. Just the way she talked about it was different from Bethany, Elyse, or even Jessica.”“But do you really care about the dalliances?”“That’s not the issue. It’s the issue with the bed. That puts you in a secondary position, and I don’t. Five hundred pounds of cast iron virility, his coat marked by a few scuffles with motorized vehicles. All fights he had won. A few of the scratches were from her nails during heated make-out sessions.He was the alpha of bollards and he deserved a girl that could handle him. Until today, Becca was shamed by the inadequacy of her tender flesh with shallow cavities and annoying pain receptors. But three times a day for two months, with the sharpened end of a baseball bat, she had gradually carved. I wrapped my fingers around Megan's tits, thumbing her hard nipples quickly. She put one hand on my cock and the other on my face, stroking my cheek as she massaged my hard prick up and down.Cyndi moved toward us, and Megan looked up. She looked a little scared as Cyndi smiled at her, but she was so hot she would have done anything. And I knew she would before the afternoon was over!I got Megan onto her back, with her face up and her legs spread. I bent over her, rubbing my cock against her.