I always thought she was attractive, with her long legs, her dark hair, her beautiful thick lips. But I didn't have romantic feelings for her right aw...y, it was something that slowly grew as we spent more time together. One night we were drunk at her place. We flirted a lot, and I thought it was time for me to finally make my move. I told her how I felt, but she gently let me down. She said she couldn't ruin our friendship. She loved me, but not like that. I was crush, I was in love with her,. Not bulked up or over build, just nicely chiseled. He is more outward personality than me, more of the charmer type and can be a bit cocky at times, but the kind of guy that everyone likes and wants to know. Now, he seemed to have become her personal trainer, with hands on attention. This all made me feel insecure, but it did turn me on at the same time.After her workout one night, she got dressed, came over to me as I still worked out and told me that Phil had invited her out for drinks with. With Amanda attached to her trembling cunt and Cathy still shoving the dildo in and out of her, she found it hard to get away from them. This is the kind of abuse her body needs. Knowing that others are getting their rocks off by using her body for their thrills is the fire that burns her soul for more. “Give me what you need and then be prepared to receive what I give in return,” She thought to herself. As her orgasm was starting to subside she let them continue their abuse on her. Her cunt. Her mind was spinning but she still struggled,hoping that they would let her go after they had had their fun. Heroutfit was plastered to her body, revealing her heaving, jigglingbreasts as she squirmed, captive, in their hands."Nice tits," she heard someone say, and then she felt a handgrabbing her breast, squeezing and mauling it, causing her toredouble her efforts to escape."Stop it! Stop! Let me gooo!" she yelled, futily, as she feltmore hands reach in and touch her, grab her, maul her.