[STA: 3]“Are you serious right now!” I whisper in disbelief as I roll over and restrain her wrists with ease.At least I’m stronger than her.“S...rry! It’s the toxin,” she giggles, returning to her bubbly demeanor. “The aphrodisiac doesn’t wear off.” She wriggles in my grasp to no avail, pouting childishly.I spin her around and shove her face into the dusty baseboards, having little patience.She’s as weak as a mouse in comparison to my athletic build.“You are going to keep your hands to yourself. My cock was fully erect so it propped the front of the skirt straight out from my body. I knew that I couldn’t wear that skirt out unless I was wearing a pair of panties or secured my cock in some fashion that it wouldn’t poke the front out from my body. I did like the fact that the back could be flipped up quite easily for access to my ass. For a moment I forgot where I was and when I had flipped the back of the skirt up over my waist, I bent over and put my hands on the little bench in the. The only two other girls left besides Sandy and I, were already beginning to make out with several of the tough bikers who had crashed the party and Sandy and I were looking like a couple of street walkers with our skirts hiked up and out tits showing trough our wet blouses! No sooner had I had this thought about Tom when Sandy spotted him stomping through the door. She relayed her vision to me but it was a little too late for me to straighten out and look the prim and proper little wife."Damn. I walk up to her softly, so she isn’t alarmed enough to run off. As I get closer, I start reaching out for her hand so I can grab it. I grip her hand tightly, and I pull and turn her towards me. I read off her Miranda rights.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these.