She whimpered, knowing she couldn't last much longer as the dog fucked her faster and faster and she was so turned on she began rubbing her clit again... her nipples aching as he twisted both of them in his fingers. "Look at me" he ordered and she forced her eyes open, her whole body tensed as she tried not to give in, her muscles clenched over Bailey's dick as Joe twisted her nipples again harder. Her cunt ached with the feeling of him inside her, getting thicker, deeper, faster, throbbing,. “Jake? Jake!” It hurts man, it hurts!” Ryan sat up in bed, both hands clutching his chest in agony. “Just stay put. I’ll call Jackie,” Jake replied. “It feels like my chest is falling apart.” Ryan moaned. He climbed out of bed, his hand pressed firmly over his heart. Jake suddenly realized that Ryan’s torso was slick with sweat, even though it was cold inside the house. “Hold on! Don’t move! Don’t make your heart muscle work even harder!!” Jake yelled from the kitchen as he dialed the number. We laid together, my head on your shoulder, our legs entwined. Your arm was around me, rubbing your fingers up and down my arm, my hand settled on your chest, trailing my fingers along your ribs. Your other arm was holding my leg over yours, gently playing with the fabric of my dress on my hip. We just chatted for a while, enjoying being together, our bodies close. We rarely had the same Saturday off from work, so being able to spend a weekend out together was kind of rare for us, especially. This was only 7:00 and you were to show up around 8:00 so I had an hour to play the field and have some fun. If like you usually did, you would expect a text from me once I was in and settled. I tell you where in the room I was sitting, report on the place and if there were guys interested in me (usually there was) and if there were any guys I might be interested in (usually there wasn’t – unless I was prepared to lower my standards, and alcohol could help me do that). You’d come in about 8:00.