She was nearly panting. She looked over her shoulder, and he was still there, but he didn't look warm, he did have a knowing look in his eyes though. ...hat was happening to her? She felt a tightness in her chest. It was getting hard to breathe. Suddenly she didn't feel comfortable in her clothes. Her skirt was too tight, and her bra felt like it was digging in to her. Her bra WAS digging in to her. Somehow her breasts had started to grow, and the fabric was straining to contain them. She took. Paul and I worked into a rhythm and pushed into her like pistons. Me in, him out, him in, me out, back and forth, holding her down as she starts to wail and thrash. She comes with too much force and we topple into a sweating heap of throbbing cock and gushing pussy. ‘Holy fuck’, was all he could say. We take a break, and have a bottle of water and a couple hits from the bong. In about five minutes we are all rested and ready for more. Paul asks Mae to let him fuck her doggie style. She rolls. As usual Jim was grafting at his chartered accountants, job though it eventually emerged he,d been having a torrid affair with Avrils, sister Carla for months. I suspected Sarah and Avril had been doing a bit if lesbian fun, but had yet to see it demonstrated, but of course the booze does loosen inhibitions and tongues. “Remember Carol Dorset with the giant boobs we used to work with?” Avril asked Sarah. “She,s only left her hubby Pete for Lois Taylor.!” “I Didn,t know Lois was a Lizzie!” Sarah. But both were unhappy. So we started talking and thought it would be fun to hang out some time. I could tell she still had a crush on me. So after talking for a while we found time to hang out and watch a movie one night. As we were sitting there watching the movie we got closer and closer to each other till she was laying in my arms. As we each got more comfortable I decided to work my hand down her pants. I was sitting on the couch with my legs open and she was sitting between them with her.