I say, ?Please no? and he goes ?yes, I am not done with you tonight and I want you clean for more play.? You fill my ass with more liquid, while I ke...p telling you that is enough – no more. You tell me that I can and will take more. I had better hold it all in there and not let any go! I hold it, tears streaming down my face, as I know I am full and cannot take anymore. You finally stop; rubbing my ass telling me to hold it in. I start squirming around and you tell me to hold still. You. Even with my face pressed against the wall I could smell my desire. Finally you gave me what I wanted, what I needed, when you let your fingers press against the outside of my panties. The material soon grew slick with the fluid of my desire, soaking through to coat your fingers. My breath strained as your fingers tightened around my neck, applying enough pressure to tilt my head back. My nose crinkled as you brought your soaked finger beneath my nose, the thick, musty smell of my need wafting. I felt tickled.I shifted to the side and let him come on top of me. He now came on top and went down to my breasts. He gave them a tight squeeze. Mmmhmm, I let out a very low moan. I flung my head up and rested it below the sofa hand rest. “Just like old times. You haven’t changed”, he said. He squeezed my breasts again, firmly this time. My body was wriggling to his touch. I was biting my lips as he came to kiss my neck. I held him tightly, my nails clawing his body. He continued squeezing my. I was a little shocked to hear these rules, but they didn’t bother me. Ashleigh made sure it was clear to me that no sharing ever occurred. The closest anyone could call a threesome was one of the girls holding another girl’s hair as a blow job was being performed. Other than that, there was ogling with playful teasing and flirting, but nothing more. They were also fortunate that her parents had tall shrubs intertwining with a steel fence that kept the backyard closed off from peeping eyes.Then.