Someone else pulls my denim jacket up and they've got me like all twisted, all tangled up, in it. And then, and then, (She starts to cry.) and then so...eone punched me. They punched me hard in the belly, and again and they're pulling me. They're pulling me back and away by my hair. I feel hands grabbing my breasts. So many hands. Grabbing my crotch. Grabbing me from behind. I mean and it's, it's not, y'know, only one person and then it stops. One person and then another person and another and. But this time I spent only a few minutes giving her the long deep strokes. We were watching each other, the look of delight as she felt me entering and exiting her pussy reminded me of how much I love her.I pushed all the way in, then mostly ground myself against her. Her eyes lit up as she moaned softly, whispering “I can feel you rubbing my clittie! Oh Pete, keep going.” I kept going, as I felt her hands slide behind my back and grip me behind my shoulders. I kept going as I felt her legs. I’ve just had a few beers…’ was his half-hearted response, either too tired to argue with her or too drunk to really care or think in depth about what she said. He just opened the door and fell into the back seat, lying across it and curling up a bit before Jessica slammed the door and made her way around to the driver’s door. She got in and started the car up, her gaze glancing up to the rear view mirror as she tilted it down to view Paul. ‘So, it’s a Tuesday night and you’re hanging out at. I kissed her again and again and then she opened her mouth and I slid my tongue into hers and we took that kiss to another level! I was quickly getting hard and decided not to avoid having her feel it. I subtly stepped into Janice's body and pressed my hard on right into her groin."Mmmmm!" Was her response! Her eyes opened and she gave me a silly little smile as if she got my message. I slid my hands down to her butt cheeks and gently pressed her into my lower body giving her an even.