Put you goddam fucking hand between my legs and rub my cunt for me. It needs a massage bad. Are you smart enough to do that or do I have to do it for...you. You act like your still 15 and have no idea of what the hell to do. It does not bite. Tom is taken back because their relationship has never taken that direction. They have known one another since c***dhood and have always been just friends although he had a crush on her when they were younger. He let his hand fall between her legs and. “I’m kind of hungry, and I can’t leave until the weather’s better.”“OK,” Ingrid replies, smiling.There’s a lot more going on, but in other words, it’s a normal Friday at CCL… except for the weather.And except for the fact that one of the women in the CCL house is a killer. Pretty soon she’ll don her costume, pick up her knife, and the screams of pleasure that normally provide the soundtrack in this house will be replaced by screams of terror. Horniness will be replaced by bloodiness.SAPPHIC. God she was beautiful. She said " Adam, strip and sit there, Alex, come over to the bed. "As Adam got undressed and sat inside the chair facing the bed, Lori sat on the edge of the bed and said, " Alex, I want you to slowly remove your clothes. " He stood close to the bed and as Lori lay back on her elbows and watched, he started unbuttoning his shirt. He tried to go slow, but the sight of her there looking at him was a lot to bear. She lifted her stocking-clad leg and rubbed it up and down his. The master bedroom was just beautiful. There was a four poster bed. There was also a high back chair. I assumed that's where my stepfather would sit to watch me get fucked. I heard a knock at the door. I figured it was room service with the champagne. “Ellen, come have some champagne.” I walked over to my stepfather and he handed me a glass of champagne. I drank the first glass down quickly and he filled me another glass. I also drank that one down quickly too. I wanted to get a little buzz.