“Oh, Peter ... oh God! ... no, no ... oh, oh, oh...” Lauren was shaking as a small orgasm washed through her frame.Peter picked her up in his arms...easily and carried her over to the ancient couch across the room and laid her out flat on the sofa. He knelt next to her on the floor, and undid the belt on the robe, then spread it open, to gaze down at the pajamas already more than half undone.“Oh, we can’t,” she protested weakly.Peter ignored this and continued to undo her pajamas, unbuttoning the. “Now, was that so hard to admit?”“She'll kill us!” She shuddered and then gasped as Frelia and Iliasa sucked on her nipples again. “She'll kill us, but I don't care. Fuck me! I need that cock ramming into me, Kurtis! Fuck my pussy with that huge dick!”I fell to my knees and rammed my cock into her pussy. Her eyes widened in delight. Her tight, hot flesh squeezed about me. Her hands clenched tight. She bucked, the palm trees attached to her ropes swaying. I grinned as she bucked. I loved my. Well, more than just liked. Theactor had been at the centre of his sexual fantasies since seeing him playJames Bond in the film 'Thunderball' on tv a few weeks earlier. Blakewondered if the man could possibly find him attractive. He had never met agay man before. "But if he is gay he might just want a one-night stand andthat's not for me. I am too young for a serious relationship but I wouldlove to have a sexual relationship with an older man."As Blake said goodbye to his colleagues, he. Dave had gone to the lecture and was spouting off about it all being crap. "These nuts don't really get pleasure out of pain. They are just passive pussies that let other people push them around and then try to justify themselves by saying that they enjoy it." Dave was a psychology major and considered himself to be the assertive alpha male of our group. We all knew that because hardly a Friday night went by that somewhere in the conversation Dave did not say in his most pompous voice, "I am,.