'Yes,yes, you come now, bitch! You come now for Lucy again! Come on, nearly there,yes, yes come on, I fuck you good yes, yes… So… you want me tick...eyour clit too?' The girl's other hand darted up between the woman's cream-soaked thighs andthe cries immediately became more frantic and demented. Carol knew, from thesudden babbling noises, and the uncontrollable bucking of her hips, that Lucy'sforefinger was wriggling against the swollen bulb of the woman's clitoris. The girl giggled aloud,. I felt something square and thin. When I pulled it out I stared for a second until I read what the little package said. It read, "Trojan" in big letters. Smaller print below said, "Prophylactic Condom". Lisa had a rubber! I stood there with my mouth hanging open for a long time, images of what it meant flowing through my mind.I replaced the condom where I'd found it. I picked up a pair of yellow bikini panties and brought them to my face. They smelled of fresh laundry, of course. Still the. The next time they met to play pool Ian found it hard to concentrate as the image of Fran’s photo kept popping into his head and he lost game after game. Fran sensed something was wrong and when she asked him Ian blushed as he told her the effect her photo had had on him. Expecting her to laugh Ian was surprised and more than pleased when Fran replied. ‘Yours had the same effect on me Ian but I was too embarrassed to tell you in case you laughed at me.’ That was 3 years ago and since then. She feels my heavy weight on top of her, pinning her arms to her sides with my legs so She can't struggle. I force her legs wide apart. She feels more exposed than She ever has, and still She can't help but feel herself growing damp between her thighs. She prayed that I wouldn't notice, part of her knew that I would. My hands sliding over her skin; kneading her thighs and stomach roughly She was certain there would be bruises.She knew that She could not fight me off. I had her pinned to the.