I stalked her with my gaze while she ordered a mixed drink, then nibbled delicately on a bar pretzel. She wasn't hiding in her dark corner; no, her ey...s were constantly moving, watching, evaluating.There was no visible tension in her body; she relaxed languidly, fluidly, with an arm on the back of her stool, her supple body leaning gently against the wall. The subtle rippling of her body could only mean she was playing with her shoe; slipping her heel in and out of the pump, in and out, in and. As he continued to stroke in and out of her mewing and whining didn't get much louder, but it grew more and more intense and rapid. It was like no sound I'd ever heard a female make before. As I sat there playing with myself, I wished I'd had a tape recorder to record her sounds. As her desire went higher and higher and her intensity grew and grew her vocalization became an almost continuous sound. As Lynn was reaching her peak Sam raised up on her until only the tip of his cock remained in. I pulled off the blankets and looked down at her. Her eyes were wide open as she looked upwards. She was the loveliest angel I had ever set eyes upon. I kissed her lips and they felt surprising cold. Perhaps she just had some ice cream I thought. My lover tonight had decided to take the passive approach. Leave me in charge to do with her as I pleased. It was her way of playing hard to get. I kissed down her neckline and teased around her nipples. She exercised total control keeping oh so still. His balls slapped furiously on my ass. Porno screams were still coming from the living room. My pussy was blissfully wet, making his assault hurt way less than all of my dad's attacks.He bent down to tongue my nipples, which actually began to feel good in my drug influenced state. Soon, his steady fuck strokes were making an orgasm build up in my body. I tried to deny it, but there was no way I could hold it back. My cunt squeezed involuntarily around his cock, and he just stabbed his cock.