Ellie was still in school and Alec had moved pretty far away. The few times Jake had questioned his friend, Alec had denied feeling anything for the g...rl, but Jake could read his friend pretty well and he remembered how he’d originally spoken about Ellie. ‘It’s not fine, Jake. This can’t be coincidental.’ To the bartender, he asked, ‘Is Carrie here today?’ ‘I think she’s about to leave. You want me to bring her out?’ ‘Yes please.’ While they waited for Ellie’s friend to come out, Jake tried to. His large hands were firm on my hips as he turned me around. My ass was exposed and he pushed up against me from behind I could feel his hard, moist cock on my buttocks. He started rubbing my breasts again. My shirt and bra were still on, but didn't leave much to the imagination. Mark started moaning in my ear as he pinched my nipples. I was taking in short breaths and moving my hips against him. "Sir, please..." was all I said. Suddenly, Mark bent me over so that my face was on his desk. Give it a try. Try to step off onto the floor."Sam walked to the edge of the carpet and tried to step onto the floor. He hit some kind of barrier that was totally unmoving. He ordered, "Back to the floor," and stepped off the carpet with no difficulty. He applauded Agar, who bowed in acknowledgment. "Can the carpet take me somewhere I have never been before, such as my new apartment?" Yes, it can. The carpet has many abilities you will probably never need, along with some you most surely will. I moved my legs apart so he could enter me from behind; as it always did, his big cock stretched me open and he started to fuck me, slowly at first then faster, always varying the speed as was his usual method of thinking he was pleasing me but as usual, he failed. Knowing that he could keep this pounding up for some time, I resigned myself to yet another disappointing fuck session. But deep in my mind, the movement stirred me to remember what Renaud had done to me only a few short hours ago. I.