We didn't say a word; the only sound was our rapid breathing. This was a different type of lovemaking. Up until this moment we had been gentle, though...ful lovers. This was animalistic; fucking is the only word to describe it.I could feel the wetness dripping out of her and soaking my pubic hair, my balls and my thighs. Her head was thrown back, her eyes half shut and her mouth was contorted into a feral rictus that parodied her normal sweet smile. I felt rage boiling within me. Rage that we had. I called out Romana's name a couple of times before I heard her hang up. I quickly dashed out of the thrift store and headed for home, but about halfway there, everything changed, and I was sitting in the living room at home, totally unable to move. I later heard about a car accident involving a driverless car, but that's really incidental to the story. Romana was standing in front of me, her eyes bloodshot and her face puffy from the tears and crying. However, as sad as her face was, it also. Their gaze had met, briefly, in the corridor today. For Wendy, the experience had felt like she was a mouse, out in the open, no cover, looking up at the curious gaze of a cat. As brief as it had been, Wendy came away feeling as though she was being judged, that her very soul had been stripped down to its component parts. Her every secret, her every terror being laid open for the consideration of another. It was terrifying and a cold shudder had lanced down her spine, and then the girl had. .. then Kelly brought a small spray bottle from her clutch bag and passed it to me ..."Goto the toilet and spray some of this on your Pussy and Arse hole she wispered then Paul(a) can do the same on his cock and arsehole - you will love the feeling I promise."The spray was a Body Shop coconut milk body lotion - Paul(a) went first and came back 10 minutes later smiling like a cat who had the cream ... he wispered that his cock, balls and arse felt like they were on fire and he felt such a buzz.