Murdering him was simply the polite thing to do. Naked but armed, she left the room and started creeping through the house. It was dark out, which me...nt that she had probably been knocked out all day. Plenty of time for this fat loser (she imagined) to rape her repeatedly. The house was much nicer than his room had indicated. It was big and sprawling, with nice furniture and art. In fact, his bedroom seemed to be the only crappy part of the house, and was tucked away behind the laundry room. She rubbed her body on Derrick's as frequently as she could and she took every opportunity to run her hands up and down his torso. Derrick just stood and swayed to the music. He wasn't much of a dancer, Michelle decided, but at least he had rhythm. She was sure she would put that rhythm to good use later.She was appalled when Sahara, Jenny and Kenzie came over and joined her in dancing around her hunk. She saw him first, so she upped the ante – turning and grinding her ass against his thigh in. She began to thrust immediately, not waiting for me to do the fucking. I joined with her rhythm as she wrapped her legs around my waist, her ankles crossed at my ass and pulling me into her. I began to fuck her hard, pounding my shaft into her deep and fast. Her orgasms started over and her screams echoed off the walls. After she had several more orgasms I turned her over and entered her from behind. I began once again to fuck her hard and fast. She began to moan but her moans. I pretended the toy was a man. In my best male impersonation spoke, “Take those clothes off doll; daddy needs some of your hot cunt!” The fires of passion fueled my actions, as I removed my clothing. I lie back on the bed and let my fingers do the walking. I squeezed my breasts, and rolled, pinched, and pulled at the nipples. Following that, I brought them to my mouth, sucking and biting each one, making my pussy gush with delight. I grabbed my toy, slowly pushed it the drenched folds of my.