..." I say as I finish off my pint andstart to get up but Dave it seems has other plans. I find myself stayingwhere I am as I wait for him to speak to...me again."Don't go yet hun." he says in that lovely sweet voice of his. "Stay andhave another drink. You know you want too......why fight it?" I hear himsay. I don't want to really say this but Dave is hot and he is right. Whyfight it? Why would I want to fight it? It feels good. It feels rightbeing here with this lovely cute guy called Dave."Ok,. He still hadn't won any games, but she hadn't beaten him as badly as the first game.When they stepped inside the door, Jack pulled her into his arms; and every drop of blood headed south at the feel of her curves crushing against him and the thought of burying his pounding flesh inside her. His mouth sought hers and her fingers twined into his hair drawing him deeper into their kiss; arching her body against his; grinding his erection into the welcoming softness between her legs."This is. Maybe that would hide her until they actually went to bed and turned out the lights.What Rory didn't realize was that Paris had been covertly peeking at her as much as she had been at her blonde friend. Paris had even sighed to herself too. Rory was so good-looking, she had thought. Taller than her with long slender legs and a trim body to die for. Paris' match in brains too. No wonder they had clashed together so much. It was better being friends though.She was quite startled when the brunette. I was naked till my boobs before an old pervert who was fingering me while pressing his dick on my thighs. He changed the position of his dick and now his dick was pressing on the side of my butt.He then spread my legs apart. He started massaging the asshole and fingering the pussy by using the finger and thumb of one hand. It was now out of control for me as I was also getting wet due to this. He could also see my wetness and told me that it is the infection that is coming out.He said that he.