She said nothing but slowly nodded that she was.“I hope you feel nice and safe with me holding you like this.” She nodded again, apparently unable...to speak, the air nearly cracked with the tension.“Would you like to stay like this for a while before climbing higher?”“Yes please David, that would be kind.” Her voice was so small I could barely hear her. So we stood like that for a few minutes, I slowly moved my hips up and down so that my cock was sliding over her bottom and she responded by. “Did you like kissing?” Rachel asked sharply, but in an almost whisper.“Yes” I hissed, with no eye contact, not being shy, just fixed on her massive and beautifully round breasts.Rachael snuggled as close to me as two people could while sitting on a bar stool. Her pinky played with mine, hidden from any unwanted observation.The tight paint spackled tank top filled my view and promoted her curves; a neckline that stretched with a screaming elastic hugging her spectacular freckled tits. The first. It wasn’t until his cock slipped out of my pussy and I felt the bloated oily head roaming between my taunt asscheeks that I realized what he was talking about.“That’s not going to work!” I said with alarm as he tried to fit his long-sized cock up into my tight butt-hole. “Please Jason!”“Just a second honey,” he said, and I saw him dash off towards the bathroom, his big dick jutting out from his muscular thighs like a flagpole, bumping against his abdomen as he walked.He returned seconds later. She tilted her head and watched me squirm. Finally, I wound down and sat there looking at her examining me. She chuckled at my discomfort, and said "Ah, that explains it, then. I was wondering how Brad had you walking so funny. Is he hung that well? I assume that the reason you are squirming is because both holes are sore. You should know better than to take Brad up the ass. Every time you do, you can't sit still for a week."Looking at her like she was insane, I said, "Well, I couldn't very.