.. After a week or two, and few casual conversations after class, I suggested we meet in the evening to study for the first big test. She agreed. I p...cked her up and we went to a coffee-shop. We never opened our books. We just sat on a couch flirting and getting cozy. Before I dropped her off at home she got real quit and strange. As soon as I parked the car she slid over and started kissing me, passionately and desperately. I responded immediately. As soon as I got my hand under her shirt she. " You could be right, Carter, I know that. Maybe the sex thing will be a problem. But if we can avoid violence, if we can cooperate, having more of us together will be a help -- a big help. You might as well face the fact that -- something could happen along those lines." I don't understand what you're saying." I'm saying, if things don't change, and if those men are -- if they have... sexual needs, then I might have to be the one to fulfill them. At least for awhile." You have a right to. With all of their orders he walks away to the kitchen. The conversation is of work and holidays all trying to avoid the subject of the car journey, whilst chatting the friend can feel her leg brushing up against his, he looks in the direction of Rick before glancing down at her thigh, Once again her split dress is open to the waist and her stockings and G-string are exposed, only slightly visible due to the table cloth and her napkin which she had unfolded and placed in her lap, the pressure on. “No! Do it more! Do it harder! More fingers!” Michael took that as his cue to play more roughly with her breasts, kneading, groping, and squeezing them, pulling on her engorged nipples until her breasts were like small perfect cones. Sensing that she liked the pain, I went to three fingers and began to thrust harder, and actually nipped her engorged clit with my teeth, as she had done with mine. Then, as Michael let go of her nipples and grabbed her arms, her body tensed, and her legs kicked,.