“You’re welcome,” she said in a low voice, grinning at me.She pulled me into the kitchen and led me over to a brunette drinking something out of...a red plastic cup. “Mark, I want you to meet Peyton. She’s a friend of mine from high school, and she’s a civil engineering major.”I chuckled. “Nice to meet you. I’m a civil engineer, and my class was like 95% guys.”Peyton laughed, and I tried to avoid staring at the way it made her breasts bounce under her tight t-shirt. Hannah mentioned that she. It continued its tender assault, thrusting rapidly in and out of her tightness, a tiny shoot slipping up to tap and tease the tiny hard bud of her clitoris that had pushed from under it's hood. She felt the pleasure starting to tighten in her, felt the need spiraling deeply into something that was almost pain before bursting in a firestorm of pleasure that swept through her endlessly. It exploded into her mind, shooting white stars behind her eyelids as her body arched into a sweetly rigid bow. It’s all mine.”She almost moaned. Her legs shifted apart a fraction but it was all he needed. As soon as she relented slightly, he was there, touching her, fingers sliding into her lace panties and stroking hard. She was already wet. It didn’t take much with him. Sometimes just the sound of his voice made her flush with want.“You’re like silk,” he said, his mouth brushing her ear. Silk. She should have been. She always wanted to be perfect for him. He explored her relentlessly, stroking her. Be honest, embrace your feelings and let’s fulfill your desire.”I knew he was right. I had repressed my feelings for years but now they were all at the surface. I loved George for having the courage to act on his desires, which had brought me to this point.I looked into his eyes. “You’re right. I not only want it, I need it. You could have me right here but a bed would be better. How is tomorrow?”“Your place or mine?”“We will be there tomorrow afternoon. You know George wants to watch.”“No.