"Kiss it," Tim said.She couldn't do that. Oh no, she couldn't ever do a nasty thing like that. Then why was she brushing her dark hair back and loweri...g her head toward his shiny knob? She didn't know."Good," Tim said as her lips touched the end of his cock. She could taste his lubricating fluid and it wasn't a bad taste. Just very, very male.She found she was growing more excited."Take it into your mouth," Tim said. "Suck my cock, Miss Thomas." She parted her lips slightly and took some of his. I knew I was dreaming because Simone had disappeared. Or had she? When I realized that the two breasts pushing against my back were hers I wanted to turn around and make love to her. But, I didn’t. In fact, expecting that I was still dreaming, I didn’t respond at all, except for a small moan when her hand reached around and began to fondle my balls. That felt real. My mind was a sea of conflicts being tossed around like a ship entering the strait between Scylla and Charybdis. I wanted to ask. ‘Cass? How do you feel?’ he asked her. ‘Your ankle was swollen, so I put an ice pack on it. It didn’t look like you broke anything.’ She just stared at him for a moment longer. Here he was hovering over her acting all concerned, when yesterday he had held a knife at her side. She closed her eyes again, wanting to block out the conflicting emotions she had towards the entire situation. She sat up, and then slowly tried to stand. She had barely put a slight amount of weight onto her ankle, and. "Quiet" he whispered into her ear. With his other hand, he started to pull out the back of her blouse out of her skirt and reached up behind it and unclasped her bra. Now free of their restraints, he could see her pink nipples stiff against the fabric of the bra. He kissed her on the neck quietly and continued to stroke her nipple as his other hand reached around to the front of her waist and slid down her leg to pull up her skirt. She spread her legs in anticipation and he quickly found.