I'm barely on the couch, my feet are on the floor but half my ass hanging off. I'm pinned. She grinds against me as I try in vain to re-position. Her ...yes are closed, hair wild. That wicked grin is back as she pleasures herself on my lil bulge. Most of her ample weight is pressing down on my dick, her fists grip my wrists, arms bent back painfully till my hands are at my shoulders. I'm humbled, I really can't shake her off.I think I'm about to be m*****ered!I don't even know why I'm trying to. The implication was the same as before, do it or get handed in, and the result was the same too, annoyed acceptance. This was really going to be an eye opening night for Marissa. So she moved over to beside the foul smelling line of old urinals and waited. The waiting was hellish. They all seemed to hold their breath and wait, and wait then wait some more. It must have been a full five minutes before they heard feet descend the stairs outside and come in their direction. By then Marissa was. "I kissed her. I could feel the love. With Betts and me, that had always been a hot and cold thing. Oh, I knew she loved me and I loved her. But when we got together it could be tears of sympathy or raging arguments over something as simple as who got to use the bathroom first. In this kiss, though ... It was not the kiss of a brother and sister. I felt the hands at my middle part enough to allow my cock entrance between the two girls. They stroked together. Doreen was moving and had one leg. First, give me another kiss good night please.”I kissed her and played with her tongue for a bit. When I stopped, she smiled and kissed my nose.“Your kissing technique is getting better. Now spoon me.”I moved closer to her and had to use my hand to place my soft penis in position. Then I put my arm around her and took a handful of her soft breast in my hand. I let her hardening nipple find a resting place between two of my fingers. Tasha wiggled her butt back against me. She placed her hand on.