But then she spoke again, clearly this time."Please don't, no please" She started crying again."Oh my god what should I do?" Shane tried to wake her u... again, but she kept crying and started speaking again."No, you know I had to go, but you also know I love him more than anything" She was talking and with each word she sobbed harder "How can you do this to me? How can you do this to him?"Shane held her close trying to calm her down, he wasn't able to wake her up but at least he'd try to hold. Stop worrying. I didn't chicken out, I just decided not to go for it. There's a difference."After that they must have picked up on my excitement about showing them my painting for they let the whole thing go."Tada!" I exclaimed while uncovering the portrait I had painted of the three of us."Oh Timmy! It's fantastic!" Suzi cooed. "You really painted this yourself?" I sure did. I haven't just been sitting around masturbating like some people would say," I joked. "I'd show you where the twins and. Her cunt clung to his hard phallus, almost milking him asshe gyrated and ground into him."Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Yes!" she screamed, her head flung back inwantonness as she orgasmed.She pounded herself up and down on David's cock, holding onto hisshoulders, writhing with delight as she came. She kissed him, bit himand raked her nails on his neck as she climaxed.It all happened so fast that David didn't come.When Bethany was finally satisfied she collapsed in his lap; her headresting on his. When we got to my room, we quickly moved inside and gently kissed, before we heard a knock at the door, room service with the bottle of champagne, which he placed on the side table with two glasses before leaving. Whilst the situation called for uncontrolled passion, neither of us were teenagers, we didn’t need to rush, we didn’t need to fumble, we could take our time, we had all night. I poured us each a glass of champagne which we toasted the event yet to occur and gently sipped the bubbles..