You haven’t even got a fucking ticket,’ he said, glaring at me. ‘I left it at home,’ I said, sitting on the edge of one of the couches, my leg... spread apart slightly, ‘but I really want to see this concert,’ I continued, stroking the inside of my legs slightly. ‘We’ll see about that, now spread you’re little slutty legs,’ he said, leaning on the couch, positioning his head between my legs, ‘look at that, you are already wet.’ He pulled away my panties, and licked my cunt in small flicks. I. I was no virgin, but I didn’t have all that much experience. At that point in my life, I’d never been kissed like that before. For just a second I stood there like a statue while Chris kissed me. Then, while my brain was overloaded, my body took over. I started kissing him back with fervor. All by itself my right arm went around him, my fingers trying to dig into his muscular back. He let go of my face and wrapped his arms around me and crushed me against him. By then our tongues were dueling. I tried to act nonchalant and be casual but inside my heart was racing, I wanted and needed to portray that it was perfectly normal for her to be sharing moments where her thoughts were about Isaac.Anyway I have no idea what I said but it was something like, wow that's very nice. (She had sent him a friend request sometime last year but by his Facebook activity you can tell he literally never checks it). Anyway she said she was looking through her Facebook under "people you may know" and said. They began screaming, but soon strong, masculine hands clamped down on their mouths, smothering and silencing them.“Shut it!” a gruff voice commanded. “Shut it or you’ll get hurt!” As the girls continued to struggle, the arms squeezed, holding their heads in a vicelike grip. The pain forced the sisters to stop for a moment. “Good. Now, here’s what’s gonna happen,” the gruff voice continued, “I’m gonna take my hands away from your mouths. But if you try to scream, or you try to run, or you try.