"Mmmmhmmm… It's for you..." My best friend laughs softly and tugs his hand away. I try to guide his hand back but he rolls away from me. I run my fi...gers through the hair on his neck. My pussy aches with need. I want him to fuck me. I push at his shoulder trying to roll him over. "Stop… I'm sleeping." I frown. I want him inside me, but if he won't play along I'll just help myself. I reach into my side drawer and remove a vibrator and a dildo. I press a button and the vibrator hums to life.. Abouthis stats he is 5.9 n 85kgs rough guy a little balding and with a small bellyand a cock of 7” and 3” thickness uncut meat he was frank, bold and put histhought to spice things upHe told me that he would playwith Gaurangana as per his wish and share her with other guys as well heconvinced that if he is only man with her she might fall for him which he didn’t want. I was happy that he had such open thoughts and went on to meethim, checked him out and his place. After meeting him we planned. Roy was on my far right, watching the progress of our advance team as they moved into position to suppress any response from our quarry. I hadn't seen him in this life at all, even though Jack used him often, and he certainly had never met the VP.The late afternoon sun was weak and the sky was hazy, partially covering us as we moved into position.I watched Roy giving orders by hand signal and marveled at how tightly his team moved at his command. It was a real gift, and an art form. When he was. She came half way through Sunday afternoon, on her own and with a rolled-up towel under her arm. “Hello,” she smiled at me, “is this OK, really?” It was a politeness; there was no trace of doubt in her voice. “Yes absolutely,” I couldn’t help beaming at her, this sexy young girl who’d come to swim with me. Somehow in the time since Thursday my qualms about her age had vanished. Though this time in the pool there was a bit more of a distance between us; I supposed being on our own meant that.