“I don’t know,” Becca responded. “I guess I’d want her to be secure in her own relationship.” Donna pressed even harder. “Are you bi?”...she asked. “I don’t know,” Becca replied. “No one has showed any interest in me.” Donna slid across the wooden bench on which we sat both sat and leaned in towards Becca, sandwiching Becca between myself and Donna. I placed my hand on Becca’s thigh and Donna did the same. “Ok, you two,” Becca remarked. We were all pretty tipsy at this point. Donna slid her. Feeling daring, Loren slid her hands underneath the skirt and was rewarded with a hitch in Hayley's breathing followed by a low moan. The victory was momentary though as Hayley slid off her lap and stood.The singer took hold of Loren's legs, removing her boots. The pants came next. Loren slid her shirt over her head and removed her bra. She looked up to see Hayley topless as well. She barely had time to take in the sight before being shoved onto the couch, this time on her back. Hayley slid on. This is wear we sleep. He continues. Wheres your bedroom? I ask. Here. He says pointing to it. I walk right in and stand by his bed pretending to look out the window. Nice. I say. He walks up next to me. What were you doing flashing me your pussy? He asks. Oh. I say. I turn to him. His apple bobs as I stare into his eyes. You want sex? He says surprised and serious. I unbutton my blouse. No, I cant have sex with you, its not right. He says looking away. I push him on the bed and jump onto. It was easy to get girls for an important man. But Ruth Connors was a dish that didn't come along every day, and he was delighted at the chance to fuck her--it was even better than money! To see the beautiful and desirable woman beginning to sprawl down in her seat, right next to him, her eyes mere slits as she entered into a passionate state that was obviously complete and intense, now that was a show! To feel his own hand at that moment fingering her wet little pussyhole was enough to drive.