Buddy kept trying to insert his hand between Trish’s legs. The fact that she was writhing and straining under him only served to inflame his out of ...ontrol passion more. It also made him more and more angry. He wanted her and was going to have her, whether she wanted him to or not! ‘Help!’ Trish screamed. ‘Somebody, anybody, please help me!’ Buddy continued his assault. ‘Shut up, you bitch!’ he yelled. He back-handed Trish across the face with his free hand. Trish, already shocked that Buddy. Who now held the power? ………… Michael stirred. His body felt like it had been run over by a truck. Every inch of him felt bruised, as if a group of very motivated martial artists had used him for a practice dummy. He groaned opening his eyes. The room was bathed in a pale light from the open balcony doors. He was still dressed, only his shoes were missing. Michael swung his feet painfully to the floor, his head coming to rest in his hands. ‘Ian.’ The name came out in a croaked growl as he stood. I smiled and said,"There are several unopened packages that I think Patty has for me. Are you two ready to resume our fun and games?"By morning I had explored all of Patty's delightful gifts fully, and Carol's one more time. The high-lights of the night as far as I was concerned were when Carol helped me get Patty's tight ass hole and my cock well lubricated, and then she guided my cock into Patty's tight back door as she kissed me deeply... Then again later as Carol sat astride my cock, so. Watching her mighty chest rise and fall, I waited until she had breathed out and then, almost trembling with excitement and desire, I reached over and replaced the books just as she inhaled.My timing was perfect and the response was immediate. She took a normal inward breath but then, as I pretended to have some trouble slotting the book back into place so that I could stay leaning towards her with my arm extended in front of her face, she suddenly, without exhaling, drew in air greedily until.