God, just telling you about this, is making me wet again. He mauled my breast with one hand, the other around my throat, yanking my head, pulling me s... he could see my face. He liked watching my face, seeing the arousal caused by his touch. I was still groping his cock through his shorts, but I desperately wanted more. I wanted to feel the heat of his skin against mine. He removed his clothing, and I pulled the strings of my bikini bottoms and hurriedly ripped them off, leaving us both. How could you!"I ignore this and put my hand up your skirt while your naughty friend smirks at the situation, which threatens to get out of control."Please don't let her see me aroused, it's not fair on her."That may be, but that’s exactly what I do want her to see. I yank down your top and your tits fall out of your bra, nipples erect. You moan in shame and anticipation as I hitch your skirt up around your waist, pull aside the soaking crotch of your thong, and jam two fingers into your. Twisting it make her cry out, and began slapping on his meaty hand.Grabbing her hair, he jerked her head backward, pointing her face to the ceiling. "Cunt, don't you ever hit me again, understand?" he screamed just inches from her face. Her eyes darted wildly about, not wanting to look directly at him but not having a choice as he face drew closer."See, I told ja she didn't talk." We'll see 'bout that," he said lifting her off of her feet, and carrying her under his arm like a pig toward the. By the time we called it a nigh it had gone past two in the morning, and I stripped off nude, now it was Joanne's turn to compliment me, but sparingly, as she showed restraint, for fear of arousing my suspicions again, I was totally nude and admit to flaunting myself in front of her, putting it down to wine consumption.I dove under the covers and Joanne opted to shower, I remember the shower going but not much else, as I fell into a deep drink induced sleep.My dream was taking me into a long.