We chatted for a little longer then she said I had better get my outfit washed, as she wanted me to bring it with me. We said our goodbyes and I wen... and cleaned up. A horn sounding brought me back to reality. That had been last night and now here I was, Friday morning, sat in a traffic queue, wishing it to end and thinking about last night and the week to come. Marci and I had been chatting online for some months and now we had finally decided to meet up. We met through a mutual. His name was Jig from a country song. I loved that night as he pumped his soon-to-be extra large cock into Lindas little cunt, he growled a little with each thrust. He meant her no harm, of course. I guess it was his way of saying Take that bitch, as he pounded her pussy into bitch meat. Then Little PJ (Linda insisted on naming the male after the departed female). He was so small he required a special approach. Now Linda had all the cock, albeit dog, she could handle. Sire being her first. When Jess answered the door, Emma was stamping her feet with excitement.“I have a date!” she shouted before Jess even had the door fully open. Emma held her phone up to show Jess the emails.“That’s great, Em! Congratulations!” She took the phone from Emma and read the email. The happy-for-her smile that she had at first, faded a bit once she started reading the emails. Emma caught the change.“What’s wrong?” she asked, suddenly worried.“Nothing! Really, it’s nothing. Just, be careful. Remember. " Then she winked at me and left. As I was laying on the bed thinking about what had just happened I suddenly realized that I couldn't move my legs. I tried to get up but couldn't. I began to feel a tingling all over my legs. Actually it felt more like thousands of tiny pin pricks all over my legs. Then I realized that Amanda's weight on my hips and thighs had put my legs to sleep. The feeling was slowly coming back but I still couldn't stand up.After five minutes I managed to get to a standing.