I keep my fingers inside you and work them slowly. You are so hot, wet, naked and swollen, having just been worked over for the first time, and you lo...k fucking incredible. Your hips begin to move against my fingers again, your breath still heavy and your hair a mess. Your protests give way to moans as you begin to rally - up for a little more... I fuck you with my hand for what seems like ages. I'm not sure who is enjoying themselves more. Watching your body squirm, your mouth open, moaning. Mark you go first.”“Why do I have to go first?” Mark said, “Seduction and romance is out of my wheelhouse. If you went first I’d at least have a jumping off point.”“Your believed incompetence is why you have to go first. So we feel better about what we do.” Who said that doesn’t matter, the sentiment was echoed between the two girls.“Fine,” groaned Mark.The bar was near empty that night, a Sunday in football (American) season in a bar with no televisions had a tendency to do that. Jazz radio. Reluctantly, one after the other they marched downstairs and out of the door Lori held open. As they stepped into the street they were even more surprised to see groups of girls walking in the same direction, coming from all over. Lori grabbed her right hand as they stepped out of the gate, Annalynne saw she had hold of Shenae’s and Jessica held Shenae’s other hand and they began walking in a line up the street. But so was everyone else. Just ahead of her walking was a girl she recognised as. Then Laura led Erica to the bedroom, laid her down on the bed, and told her to tell her anything.It was getting dark outside by now, and with the light on in the bedroom and no curtains, the vibrant pink room must have looked like a high-visibility peepshow from the road. Erica didn't seem to care anymore, in her numb, drugged state. Laura did, though, so she positioned the two of them on the bed so that Erica's body concealed Laura's as far as possible. She kissed Erica on the lips, and.