Lucky had the remote in his hand smiling from ear to ear.I said out of breath and out of energy, "That takes everything out of me, if I keep wearing t...is thing, I will never make it through the day. I will have to go home, it is just too much."Lucky said with out any hesitation, "Take it off Linda, I don't want to be here with these assholes trying to sell like they did before. Shit, we were lucky to sell four or five a day, but with you here helping the boys out, well you know. Just take it. With how wet my pussy was, Chris didnt have any problems going right to a good speed, thrusting his cock hard inside me. Between the sound of our fucking and the desk being banged against the wall from each one of Chris thrusts, I had no choice but to switch his clock radio on. I can hear your dad getting closer! I giggled, fucking myself back onto his cock. It seemed to drive Chris too, as he slammed into me even harder. Fuck! Mom, can you sit on my desk? Chris took himself out and I quickly. Blonde straight hair, make up, and the most outrageous shoes and skirts etc. Anyway, I digress.We all sat at a shaded bench and Manks sent Bart for drinks. Abruptly some music came on quite loud. Bar grooves type techno I suppose but with a pounding beat.Jayne liked it and was impressed when one of the firemen began blowing a football whistle in perfect tune. Bart came out with a drum which he started rattling on and to be honest it was great. People got up and started dancing eventually and it. She had lost count of how many times she had been forced to watch. She had no idea how many hours he had spent raping her best friend in front of her. These long, restless nights were sapping her strength, making it difficult to stay awake during class. When she did sleep, she had nightmares of Xavier. He would be in her bed, fondling her, whispering in her ear. Some nights, he wouldn't show up, and she would lie awake, waiting for him out of dread. She wasn't sure why he'd skip, thinking that.