He stiffened a little and muttered something but he wasn'tstiff enough. I couldn't do this, I leant back at him and looked up athim. "Please?" I mut...ered. Not sure what I was asking for. I think Imeant just 'please, I don't want to do this, don't make me' but it couldhave been any number of other pleases - 'please just have sex with me','please make it hard', 'please let me go'. I dunno.For want of a nail - you know that rhyme? For want of a nail a shoe waslost, for want of a shoe a horse. I grabbed my dress and ran back to Jon who took ages to stop laughing. But he wasn’t laughing enough to not stop me from putting my dress back on for about five minutes. A couple of drinks later Jon decided that we would have a dance and we went onto the floor. It really was crowded and we could hardly move. There were a couple of times when I felt a hand groping my bum as people squeezed past me. One cheeky youth managed to get a finger in my pussy and when he got past me and Jon he turned and. . I could do something for him. I mean ... only if you ... if you think it’s okay.”He turned his body towards me. “Wait ... are you saying what I think you’re saying. You want me to let my boy fuck you?”“Well you already let two of ‘your boys’ fuck me and that wasn’t an issue for you, so how could you be completely against this? Why is it an issue now?” I replied as I found my voice getting louder. “Your so-called pact only called for Ken to do me, but you let Rodney have me too. You could have. She started to kiss me passionately, jamming her tongue into my mouth and grabbing my ass as i pushed deeper into her insides. she was becoming the aggressor and it drove me wild. after all her kids, she still felt tight; i guess she doesn't get used as much anymore, and i was willing to break her in again. i wasn't gentle, i pumped recklessly, telling her "how slutty and nasty a bitch she was", she moaned in agreement. i could barely hold myself together when she told me to "cum in her mouth"..