Suddenly, she stopped. She pulled Kenneth over by his cock and stuffed it in my soaking pussy. She hopped up on the kitchen table and sat on my face. ...he was drenched. I licked her clit and fingered her cunt while she twisted my nipples and Kenneth fucked me. He shoved his cock in my ass and fucked it as hard as he could. Rachel could tell he was about to cum so she stood up and pushed him on the floor.She and I 69-ed while he sat there helplessly. She forbid him to even touch his dick. We did. Yet there was already another powerful fantasy growing within me. Unfortunately, I had no idea who it would involve. My friend? Her dog? Perhaps both. Fortunately, the mystery of my impending fantasy only made things hotter. So hot, in fact, that I soon felt it grab hold of me. Moments later, I was dragged away from reality. But before the fantasy swallowed me up entirely, I saw my friend totally ignore me and instead head into the bathroom. Time to get to work, was my first thought once the. Then he turned and left. She had been left standing with her mouth open, completely unsure how to react. He had picked her up at her apartment the next day. But only after telling her to change, as he didn't think the skirt was short enough. And she had shocked herself by simply obeying. The atmosphere at dinner had been tense, almost charged with something that never really got to the surface. She had carefully avoided mentioning anything to do with clothing, and mainly, she spend the evening,. He just keptchatting endlessly the whole time. He was a friendly, talkative drunk and gaveme his whole life story on the thirty minute drive, even telling me about howtimid his wife was. I mean really, what was he thinking. We barely knew eachother and yet here he was telling me how hot she was, and how she is in greatshape, as she went to the gym three times a week. Then complaining about howboring in the sack she was, never allowing him to try anything new, that theyalways had sex in the same.