Finally, the waiter brings us the bill and shows us out. Sarahs hand clings to mine as we stride from the gorgeous building. Were soon on the street, ...eading back to my car and I rest my hand on her ass as we walk. Suddenly I feel uneasy. I cast my gaze around the dark road. Whats wrong? Sarah asks. Nothing, I mutter, but despite telling myself its ridiculous, I feel watched. However I swiftly dismiss it as we reach the car. In the moment that we stop, I press her against the cool surface and. . I turned round slowly, not even bothering to cover up my half erect cock. Not only was Cam, Amy’s step sister, sitting there at the main table, but 2 of her friends were to. Cam was 21 and was a bit of a known town bicycle. For a girl like her though it would have come easy. Given that, unlike Amy, Cam was 5”7, blonde, with slamming double D’s and a round arse that looked superb in the tight white leather pants she was renowned for wearing, she never struggled to fulfil her urges. Her. He opened the door and slipped thru, quickly closing it behind him. In the brief light, he saw Missy lying on to of the bed in a soft blue gown. She was facing away from the door and quietly crying. “Go away, Mick. I don’t want to talk about it” she whispered. Before she realized he wasn’t Michelle, Cris moved quickly to the bed and lay down beside her. He spooned Missy from behind and out his arm over her, holding her still.“Please forgive me, Baby! I would never hurt you! I should not have. My Wife has always been a little naive and easy to take advantage of, but maybe he was just a nice guy. So the next night everyone was asleep in a big pile on the floor. I woke up around 2 am to use the bathroom. I noticed he got up about the same time and went outside to smoke. I got back from the bathroom and decide to curl up and sleep on the recliner. My back had been sore from spending the previous few nights on the wooden floor. I quickly got comfortable and fell back asleep. It wasn't.