“Remember, Claire,” he said to as he thrust hard into her. “You’re just a fuck slut; our fuck slut. And we fuck you when we want, wherever we ...ant.” Claire cried out even louder as Jerome slipped his hands under her bottom and began to thrust even harder and deeper. He pounded her hard into the mattress. The bed shook and the headboard banged against the wall as he thrust deep and hard. When he had finished he swapped places with Karl. As he held her hands down over her head Karl pounded hard. He leaned in to kiss me and I just grabbed the back of his head and crushed his mouth to mine. Tongues were darting back and forth between our mouths and it was for lack of a better word, HOT! I think his plan was to take it to the bedroom because he got up and grabbed my hand to help me up off the couch. We made it as far as the hallway and I turned him around, grabbed his crotch and said “Fuck me now!”. He grabbed at the spaghetti strap on my gown and ripped them both off making my gown drop. They liked each other, and that was it. That night, John turned up at Tadeesha’s house. Tadeesha brought him around the house. ‘Where’s the party?’ said John. ‘Oh, they’re not here yet,’ said Tadeesha. They sat on Tadeesha’s bed and started chatting about school. A little later, John looked Tadeesha in the eye, and said, ‘You look pretty today.’ ‘That’s very nice.’ John suddenly had the urge to take Tadeesha and kiss her. He tried to fight against the urge, but quickly lost against it, and. "I'd thought Reece would say I should Photoshop them; I'm always cutting pictures together, making stupid mash-ups to go on Twitter. But he didn't. He went in straight for the bait. "Do you want to do it again?" he asked."I suppose we could," I answered, surprised at how keen he sounded and trying to make it seem like I hadn't really thought it through. "Only... you know... if we do, we shouldn't pull all those stupid faces. We should just pretend like I'm porking you, all serious and full-on.".