.what smile?" I said, still not realizing the corners of my mouth had curved upwards. "That shit eating grin you have. What are you thinking about?" s...e asked, setting down her fork. "I was just thinking how beautiful you are," I told her. "Yeah right... no I'm not," she said, brushing my compliment off. That was one thing I never understood about Anne - why she couldn't see how smoking hot she really was! All of my friends would tell me how lucky I am to land such a great catch - a statement. Mike was loving what she was doing to him.He knew he still liked women. He was erect and hard and needed to fuck her again. He wanted to fuck her in a more domineering position. "Baby, let’s go outside. I want to fuck you out there.”“Okay. Let’s go.”Wendy came up from under the table and fixed herself. Mike pulled his pants up. His cock hurt trying to get it back into his pants. She handed him her purse, and he put it in front of his bulge. They walked outside to where his car was. . It was a knothole, quite big, and if she stood on tiptoes she could see in to the log shed, there was more laughter as she put her eye to the hole.She stifled a scream; in the middle of the shed was Rachel, she was totally naked, her arms tied behind her then to a rope hanging from the roof beam, it was forcing her up on her toes and bent almost double. There was a wide black pipe fitted across her mouth holding it wide open, it was held by a rope passed through it and tied off behind her head,. Christine visited Mandy and I later that week; I could now perceive an extra sharpness to Christine’s smile, and what was almost a shrewd sparkle in her eyes. At one point I thought I saw her glance down at my crotch, and her smile flared slightly; I don’t know where my blood rushed to the fastest – to my face or to my cock.Mandy informed me that she had suggested to Christine that the pair of them head off to the nightclub on the forthcoming Saturday night. Christine had immediately agreed.On.