” “He says he's not.” “Tell him I'll see him at the wedding,” she said. “Ask her to come give me some pussy,” Sterling said. He was lou... enough for her to hear, but I repeated it anyway. “He'll have to wait until tomorrow night,” she said. “Maybe you should,” I said. “He's awfully horny.” “If you're so worried about it, you give him some,” she said. “She says no,” I said to Sterling. “Bye,” Denise said. “Bye bye.” “I guess she's not coming.” “You knew she wouldn't,” I said. He unbuttoned my. They were going to fuck the hell out of Lauren's little tight holes. When Lauren awoke everything felt fuzzy. She started to slowly realised that she had her arms tied above her to a metal headboard with some torn pieces of cloth. Her bloused was still on, unbuttoned, & her bra had been removed by being cut with a knife at the straps. She was still wearing her skirt, though her nylons were torn even more & her panties pulled too the side. Lauren whimpered as Mike, wearing a dark mask, exposing. He was just new at it. I think that would be my assessment for everyone in the production. The cast and crew were talented, but a little green. In a few weeks, we'd be experiencing smooth sailing. There was plenty of potential in this production. And the person who impressed me the most was Dana. I'd seen her in cheesy high school productions during trips home and she was fine. But now she was really warming to her craft. She was professional and took direction well. Most importantly, she felt. I pulled her to sit on my lap and wrap her beautiful tanned legs around my back. We started rocking against each other, all the while kissing, probing, reacquainting. I could feel her passion rubbing against my stomach as she rocked her hips faster and faster against me. Moving down to her neck, I nipped and kissed her pulse point as my hand traveled down to her liquid heat. Just when I was sure she was going to find release, I thrust deep inside. The sounds of her rapture were music to my.