Her eyebrows climbed halfway to the ceiling, but she didn't say anything.The next two beers she kept up with me drink for drink. After those, our eyes...met and locked together until I pulled my gaze away from hers and let it travel downward, roaming over her big beautiful tits, her flat stomach, and the small purple patch covering her mound. Then I met her eyes again and licked my lips. All of a sudden she was in my arms.We kissed feverishly, our tongues meeting like old friends inside her. “No, there’s nothing I want. Although, we should discuss what happened today.”I quickly tried the best I could to defend my actions. “I told them to stop wrestling three times. I asked them to go outside if they wanted to play rough. They continued until the lamp was broken. I sent them to their room after they cleaned up the pieces.”Simone nodded her head. “Yes, the boys said you told them to stop. I told them to stop three times. Do you remember what I said about warning the boys? How many. I wanted her to know what I was doing to her boyfriend, so I slowly grind danced on his cock like a pole, making his voice change a bit, but it wasn't enough. He hanged up. "Ride me" he said. He put his arms behind his head, flexing his muscles and I placed my hands on his ripped chest, sweaty and slippery. I started riding him, faster and faster, my moans got louder, my eyes locking with his, as he realized he had me at his mercy. His smirk, his devilish smile, would be the beginning of. Soon, Todd suggested that he and Matt take their pants off and sit down. They told me to strip for them. I started to dance and, slowly, peel my clothes off. Matt and Todd were encouraging me to, "Take it off." Matt and Todd called me a "little slut" and a "cum whore." They both sported hard-ons and were playing with their cocks. I didn't touch either one, preferring, instead, to stand in front of each in turn while I peeled off my skimpy outfit. I stood with my back to Matt and bent over. Matt.