"Christ, me too," I replied honestly. I was always super horny after a night of drinking."Oh yeah?" Rick responded. "Anything I can help you with?" He...rolled onto his side and placed his hand on my stomach.Rick was gay and I knew he thought I was cute. He had made passing comments about wanting me over the years but we were good friends and I knew he would never actually do anything to me unless I gave him permission. But I also knew if I gave him an opening that he'd take it. He left his hand. Mom had left us a note:Hey, guys. Blake and I are stress-testing furniture at his place. Make yourself at home -- I/we may be back tonight or maybe not. Anyways, I trust you all.Plenty of food in the kitchen. Steven and Lucia can feel free to use my bathroom for showers, etc.But stay out of my bed! You've got your own damn beds to make wet spots in -- and you change the sheets and do the laundry! If you really need me, I'll bet you can get to me. Hopefully at a more opportune moment than last. Another bottle of wine appeared whilst we waited. During this period my leg was again outside the table and Baz had a good feel of it as best he could from his position.Vinny was again onto my pussy, gently playing with my moist splayed lips and clit.I decided I wanted a bit of fun too, so quietly unbuckled Vinny’s trousers. Jim heard the zipper and commented on what I was doing.Vinny told his mates what was happening as he lifted his bum to allow me more access and for him to slip his trousers. Her hands gently grab onto my back, but much like me she doesn’t seem to know where to keep them for long. I continue to thrust, harder, faster, her right hand slips away from me, up onto the pillow, gripping it, moving it underneath. I let my guard down. I close my eyes for only a moment – too late. They reopen violently as I feel a sharp, dull pain at my side. She’s giving me that same content look from before, but as I look down I see her hand gripping the hilt of a blade, now buried into.