I eased us over towards the door to the hallway and the backroom and when the music slowed I kissed her." She was startled but she kissed back. Now my...hands were up under her skirt and I was moving her back through the door. She wanted to protest, but she was getting turned on herself and her words just stumbled, becoming nothing more than 'No' and 'Stop'. But those words were being whispered between the kisses she was giving me. I pulled her back to the closet, my hands already inside her. They politicized blow jobs. But if a girl freely chooses to blow a guy or be tied down or even watch hard core porn and doesn’t mind it, that doesn’t make her anti-feminist in my book…not anymore. I don’t want to go down on Ben Sheppard, but I did like it when Ben put his hand on my throat and when he spanked me. I liked it when he fucked me senseless first with that dildo then himself. I liked it when he teased my ass. I liked that he just took charge and did what he wanted with me. But I also. Then she unlocked the door and walked out.I leaned against the sink and took some more slow, deep breaths and started feeling silly for overreacting. Everything would be fine, I’d just hang out at Liv’s place and wait it out. Before long, this would just be a funny story we’d share. “Hey, remember that time I took a Russian pill and grew a cock and came all over your tits?”I bit my lip as the memory of Liv covered in my cum filled my mind. My cock twitched with need under my dress. I laughed at. She seemed totally unaware of my presence and read her book slowly and methodically. and finally, lifted her right leg and crossed it over her left. Yes, I saw it. I was looking up at the right time and had a much better view of her thigh as she crossed her leg. I could also see slightly below her crossed thigh - and strained to see between her legs, but, of course, couldn’t - at least not yet. Nonetheless, I could feel my excitement growing and sensed my cock hardening beneath the fabric of my.