I’ll fucking **** a baby into you. You look really sexy.• Jayne. You could do that… or I could just go along with it and let you do it to me.•...Marc. You want to get ****d? You want us to get you pregnant?• Jayne. You can take turns to do that if you like (giggling)• Marc. You won’t laugh when I shove my cock up your tight arse.• Jayne. How do you know I won’t like that?, as long as you fuck me properly afterwards.• Karl. What are you saying properly?• Jayne. Without any protection and you. 20 minutes latter I found myself walking through the doors, it was like entering another world, it seemed so different the second time, with all the fear diffused, I stoped to sock it in, looking up at the hight of the walls, towering over you making you insignificant, the mix of music, you don’t get any where else never a main stream song played, with much you could not place, but definitely on the cutting edge, the sweet smell of the place, you can smell the sweet, fear, apprehension,. We sat by the Christmas tree drinking fizzy wine, nibbling hors d'oeuvres, and chatting about nothing in particular. Rosie was sitting next to John on a sofa, while Anna and I were both sitting in comfortable armchairs. At one point, I had asked how John how he and Anna had met.John replied, "We met in a theatrical production when at university," but quickly changed the subject. As the evening continued, we were all getting pretty drunk. We knew from watching some of their summer parties from. "See how natural it feels? To go bumper to bumper." Brit said looking deep into Monica's eyes."Ahhh yes." Monica cried she could feel their wetness's mingling."Love, I think this is your cup of tea." Brit said as she pushed faster and harder between Monica's legs."AHHHH AHHHHH BRIT," Monica screamed the pleasure overwhelmed her."AHHHH MONICA AHHHHH." Brit replied as their screams began to meld together, "AHHHH FUCK MONICA, I NEEDED THIS AHHHH AHHH I NEEDED YOU SO BAD." AHHH BRIT AHHHH IT HAS.