Rachel was on fire. She rolled so that she was on top of me, her hips gyrating and grinding on to my pelvis, my cock buried deep inside of her pussy. ...he pressed down on my chest and I worked my hands over her small breasts, lightly teasing them. Her long blonde hair was going everywhere. She stiffened and her entire body shook, as the first orgasm rolled though her. “Oh my Gawd!” she exclaimed, beating her fists on my chest. “Get on your knees,” I instructed. Rachel buried her face into my. “I’m ready, I think.”Robbie shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt you, Rebecca.”Rebecca sighed. “I do like just lying here, having you inside me like this. I’m so fucking tight,” she teased, laughing.Grinning, he wiggled experimentally atop her. She gasped, and he stopped. Both knew having sex was doubly taboo for Rebecca. Still, he very gently eased out of her halfway, and eased back in.“Thank God for KY,” she sighed. It was the only reason he’d been able to penetrate her taut vagina. He. They said they knew how much I enjoyed cherries and that because I knew the chick I couldn't see who she was, something about her being in an awkward relationship. I respected this and said just point me to the right direction. I heard a snicker or two and if I weren't so shit faced I probably would have been like that fucking robot on Lost in Space-you know-" Warning Warning Danger Danger." The arms wailing the lights flickering. But they knew that if they could get me drunk that my usually. Okay,” she sighed, “let’s go.”She should have been happy. Why wasn’t she happy? I could never understand women.~~~~I let her into my room, and she looked around cautiously. It was a standard hotel room: two double beds, TV, a small desk and some chairs by the window. The bathroom was a little larger than most, but nothing extravagant.I put our coats in the hall closet and then started setting up my laptop on the desk.Kayla sat on the bed closest to the door, hugging her backpack to her chest.I.