" I cut her off before any further chatter,"Haven't you had enough of this sick torture." she lets out with a whimper,"I haven't done anything serious...until now. I think its time for that to change.",I get up and grab her after saying my peace before she can really react. She was stunned from what I said and I think she couldn't believe I was not obeying her by untying her. I throw her over my shoulder again grab her ankles and head off to my room. Walking down the hall she starts pleading with. After about 15 seconds, I pulled away and Belinda collapsed into her chair. It was clear that we were both really turned on by what had gone on.Because Belinda and I were both living with our parents for the summer, it wasn?t terribly uncommon for us to sneak off to the bathroom at these little parties and fuck each other?s brains out. Based on the look she had given me, I figured that was exactly what she had in mind as she rose from her seat and excused herself. I did the customary ?wait 2. The hair was tied back and held in place with a large hair grip. She also had a facial hair issue; a visible ‘moustache of black hairs that her make-up struggled to hide. Her associate was also short and slightly overweight, accentuated by a pair of jeans that had once fitted perfectly, but now struggled to conceal her ‘curves’. They looked around every room in the house, and cast their expert eyes over what would be required to make my house fit for human habitation. After a brief discussion. " She typed back.Subtle. Real subtle."Wouldn't it be awkward?" I typed, with an uneasy feeling of saying yes. Not long after that..."We talked about it. Y'all can go over what's off-limits." The message said back.I pondered about this for a good five minutes. Could I get in trouble doing this? Yes. But..."Fuck it," I said to myself. I texted her back."Let's do this." oOo That weekend was the weekend of Nancy's birthday. My birthday was that following Monday. I arrived at her place with an array.