She wasn’t missing anything. As a test of our new relationship, I left one long strand sticking to the mirror in such an obvious spot that she would...n’t be able to overlook it and leave it to be found by Donna.As I left the room, she gave me a wicked little conspiratorial smile and a grope of my recently pounded crotch, in passing.My return to the living room went completely unnoticed, at least I thought so. Everyone was sipping their punch and laughing animatedly at nothing in particular.Laura. "I love you. Come on; let's get cleaned up." She jumped up, ah youth, and pulled me into the 'fresher attached to my room. I won't go into how long we took in there but I will say we were very clean when we got out.I felt like a teenage boy who'd just been caught by his parents screwing his girlfriend in his bedroom. Actually I felt more nervous. I'd actually had that happen to me years ago and so I knew what that felt like. Terry was sitting in one of the chairs giving us that smirk again ― I. I heard him disrobe; he grabbed my hips and pulled my waist down slightly, than I felt the tip of his dick rubbing on my pussy. I closed my eyes and had my face on that paper on the chair. I felt his dick penetrate me, it felt big, hard and long. He pushed it all the way, I moaned inside but didn’t say anything. His fingers dug in my skin as he gently pulled his dick out of me to the tip, I felt my inside pulling out as he did but still said nothing.The bastard fucked me slow doggy style for a. I was uncomfortable being with her and yet alsostrangely excited. I did start thinking of ways that I could trick Bevinto thinking I had worn the bra and knickers the whole night so that Icould go see Jenny but in the end I decided it wasn't worth it.That night I made excuses not to see Jenny and returned to my room. Isent photos as requested by Bev, in fact I took photos not only showingthe bra but also the panties I wore as well.More speeches and workshops the next day. Jenny found me and we.