It wasn't until later that the night went awry. She hugged herself as she remembered the feeling of his hands everywhere, pushing and poking, pinching...and taunting. He expected her to go all the way; after all it was Junior Prom. He'd made that perfectly clear when they left the dance early. She hadn't agreed. They fought. He pushed her against the door as he kissed her hard. Her lips ached. Her arm hurt where he gripped her. The soft inside of her thigh bruised quickly as his knee pushed. Something hard hitting my face. And it was wet as well. I was too lazy to open my eyes and see but I came to my senses. And when I did I felt something else as well. I felt something wet right over my thighs. Which was slowly moving up towards my panty. I suddenly realized something was wrong and opened my eyes. I was taken aback when I saw what was happening with me. I never saw such a big thing on my face ever in my life. It was dark and really hard. And moved my eyes to a little North to see. I watched intently as she rubbed my breasts and tweaked at my nipples. I felt her hand between my legs and I moaned out loud as she caressed my clitoris. Her touch was so delicate, so sensual on my bud, yet her other hand was squeezing the life out my nipple. The combination of both brought me another climax, but she did not stop. She continued to caress my bud that was so very sensitive. I felt another orgasm cascade over me. I cried out for her to stop but to no avail.She did relent for a. Finally, with her bag tucked awkwardly under one arm and her coffee in its tall cup swaying disturbingly on a tray in the other, Cerys crossed the room and sank down in the padded leather armchair at Allison’s table. “Phew. Sorry I’m late.”Allison smiled. She wasn’t really that worried about the time. She knew that Cerys was a moveable feast - she turned up when she turned up. “Hectic morning?”Cerys nodded, an outraged expression on her face. “I actually had to do some work!”“Good heavens! How.