The threat dissipated, Darla Jean turned back to Randall. "What does THAT mean?"Randall started sidling toward deeper water again; he didn't want Darl... Jean going anywhere yet. "It means that I understand; we both kind of approached the idea last Saturday morning that we needed further experience. I've... been busier than expected, too." So I hear..." It's all kind of embarrassing; in some ways, I wish I didn't have to deal with it. Bottom line is that you're not the only one experimenting this. ”She looked up at me, an expression of confusion on her face. I remember thinking how beautiful she was with that look of dread in her eyes. Tears started welling up in those big, brown eyes.“Why are you doing this to me?” She choked.I pushed the bottle towards her. “You have to prove that you’re strong, Amanda. You want to be sober and happy, right?” I watched in anticipation as she stared at the bottle. Her one hand started trembling. “Fuck you,” she said, her voice hardly more than a. "Yes," Sarah says quietly. "No it's not," Mark responds forcefully, leaning over and shoving Sarah backwards onto the couch, pinning her beneath him. "You want to cum. You want to cum so badly, don't you?" he asks, gliding his wet tongue from her collar bone to her ear and lifting her shirt up to expose her full breasts. Sarah squeezes her legs together, feeling the tingling sensation between her thighs. "Mmm-hmmnh," she admits, struggling under his weight but unable to escape. "I could do. Just then I also noticed next me my partner had giant wet spot in her "genital" area."My new drug creates a chemical effect that will get you so horny that you'll have trouble walking until you get your brains fucked out."Suddenly she blew a red dust on us and all my willpower faded. I HAD to fuck Batgirl or else I'd explode. I was about to try to break free of my traps so i could get to her, but suddenly the vines twisted away leaving us naked except for our masks and caps on. Before I could.