“It’s too bad that our life schedules conflict so much. I wish we could spend more time together,” Abby smiled taking Tina’s hand in hers.“I... the past several weeks, I’ve spent so much time with Dan, Karen and Wendy, I may as well live with them,” she joked.“I wouldn’t mind that at all and I think that’s what they want. You’re in love with Dan, aren’t you?”“Of course I am.”“Then why don’t you want to live with him and Karen, like Wendy is?” Abby asked, eyeing Tina’s revealing cleavage once. We wanted, needed and were going to fuck each other. Taniqua said that if I didn't mind waiting another twenty minutes after my time ran out I could give her a ride home instead of her spending a lot of time and cash catching the bus back home. Since I only had about five minutes of time left. we spent the remaining time masterbating while talking about what it was going to be like to finally fuck each other. As soon as my time was up we dressed and I headed out to my car to wait for Taniqua to. For a short time she succeeded in eluding me, dodging in and out of the furniture, like a butterfly, but soon I manoeuvred her into a corner and pouncing on her gripped her firmly, then half dragged and half carried her to where a pair of electrically worked rope-pulleys hung between two of the pillars, she struggling desperately and screaming for help. In spite of her determined resistance, I soon made the ropes fast to her wrists, then touched the button; the ropes tightened, and slowly but. “Plus, it is damn hot out here, and you’re wearing a thin yellow t-shirt. The back is already soaked through, making it transparent.”I had to park to help her get the door open and bucked in. As I pulled the seatbelt over her, I saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties either.“Paris, right? I’m usually bad at names, so this is a surprise that I might have remembered it,” I joked.I got a little smile when she said, “Yeah.”“Your place, mine, or Chrissy’s,” I asked.“Can we go back to the food.