Amy first tried to push him away. But she was turned on by now and his strength was too much for her. She gave up.“God, please forgive me,” she th...ught, deep down as a tear dropped to the floor from her right eye.They were tasting each other’s lips, tongues, and saliva. Her hands were on his face and his left hand was supporting her back as his right hand soon started running all over her tits and her belly, and squeezing her tits here and there.“Mmh,” she moaned through the kiss.A part of her. Again slumping onto me after our session he gasped, “Your mine now piggy, you belong to me.”Having to attend college early the following morning, I pleaded for my emancipation. Reluctantly, he finally got off me and allowed me to return to my room.Before I drifted off to sleep, I thought about what I had just endured. I was sure that I had just experienced the tip of the iceberg with him and that there would be an escalation of enslavement if I continued along this path. Perplexed, horny, and. " I know."She soon had me stiff, and as she began methodically milking me I reached under the waistband of her pajamas. On her side, she raised one knee so I could find her clit. Lazily I made one-finger circles on her slick nub, now and then dipping inside her to caress the little lump of nerves that I knew lay deep within. For a long time we masturbated one another, in no special hurry to finish. We played languorously, sighing and moaning. She came first, closing her eyes and easing into it. I winked, smiled; she then leaned her back against the couch and slowly lowered her arms down, one onto me and one onto John.Her body was electric sending shocks between John's body and mine. My cock began to throb against my jeans.I looked over and saw that John was also hard - the outline of his dick pressing up against the crotch of his pants. Catie's eyes followed mine, and then she looked at me, and her smile told me all I needed to know."So John", she said in that sweet, coy voice, "I.