We came to an unspoken consensus that it was time to drop the subject, and we went back to the game.But it kept eating at me as the evening progressed... and I'm sure the others were feeling the same sort of thing. Sitting around the table I couldn't tell about the other guys but I, for one, had a hard-on to end all hard-ons. So when Bob finally said, "I've got an idea," we were all pretty sure we knew what the idea was about.Sure enough he did have an idea, which involved the next four poker. “Yes,” was the response. Jen gave me the cue again as she said aloud, “high setting.”I began to really pound that cunt hard. I wasn’t thinking about keeping time anymore but that didn’t seem to matter. Leslie was lost in ecstasy. She moaned loudly her boobs lewdly bouncing up and down as I fucked her. Jen was tangled in our lust as well. Her hands moved down from massaging her shoulders and back. Now Jen was feeling up Leslie’s boobs. My cock was glistening from her pussy juice. You could hear. She was initially hostile to my question."Sorry I didn't want to offend you particularly as I am curious aboutyour situation," I confessed. "To be honest you've been on my mind alot since we met a few nights ago." Ok you are excused this time," she said taking an easy sip of herdrink and then taking a long slow drag of her cigarette. She blew thesmoke upwards into the air and she'd left a lipstick mark on the filtertip.I realised that it was important not to rush things or push her too farso I. Of course the absurd nature of what was happening was lost in the pleasure I was now masking in pretence of sl**p. I was being sexually assaulted and enjoying it. He could not be aware I was now squeezing of my thighs, trying to stimulate my clitoris, and this mearly told my attacker, he was twisting the fuck me button, now superbly erect and sticking out front on my bare breast. As I quietly squirmed and eased forward on the seat, he shifted ever so easily, carefully manipulating my nipple and.