My folks are having Sean, Gary IS coming over Saturday night, he WILL fuck you and I WILL watch - so get used to that idea! You’ll do as you’re to...d, like you always do!” And that, as far as Mark was concerned, was the end of the discussion. For the rest of the week I thought of nothing else. Since marrying Mark and giving up work, he was right – I had always done as he told me. I had done everything he’d ever asked. I had become his “milk-maid” and remained his “milk-maid”, I had allowed his. Denise ignored her. "I'm just mad, Phee," she said. "Frankie was the first to kiss him. Danni was the first to jerk him off. You were the first to fuck him. How come I never get to be first at anything?" He picked you to describe first," said Beth. "It's me who never gets to do anything first."Denise turned a frosty visage on her friend. "He touched your pussy with his dick first. He said he thinks about getting you pregnant! You want to be first with that, Beth?" Okay, okay. You're first for. You continued to suck and stroke until I had nothing left to give. Until I lay motionless, spent. It was my turn to stare up at the ceiling, lost in what had just happened. You climbed up and laid yourself upon me. Your head on my shoulder, you watched my face as I grew soft under your belly. After a while my senses returned and I turned my head to look in your eyes once more. I knew now how you had felt. I moved you right over me pulling you up, wrapping you in my arms so I could kiss you as. The door sprung open and without speaking a pair of hands grasped me lightly just above the wrists and led me carefully through. The door closed behind me. I could sense the erotic electricity in the room; feel the three pairs of eyes on me. I was scooped up, carried to the bed and laid gently down on it. I felt first one, then a second, then a third pair of hands caressing me – my bare arms, my stocking clad thighs, my constrained torso. A pair of hands then moved to my face and gave me the.