Just as I was relaxing on the sofa, the doorbell rang. Opening the door and standing there, was Jill! I was totally freaked out. Was she going to puni...sh me or something? What I didn't know of course, that I wouhaving a great time soon. She said that she was bored being alone in the house and decided to come over for some company. We decided to watch a movie. Many times during the movie, Jill would rub my thighs. But the movie was not really interesting and soon Jill was fast asleep. As she was. She could taste her and the more she tasted, the more she wanted. She felt her body hump the air wanting release. She felt Angie grip her hair even tighter, the flow of pussy juice began to quicken. Angie’s moans became more urgent as her orgasm began to build. As felt her body tense she lifted off Debbie’s face and started rubbing her clit. Her orgasm caused her whole body to shake, her pussy squirted. Her juices going into Debbie’s open mouth and all over her face. Debbie eagerly drank up as. Her excitement grew when she recollected Satish's hand gripping her shoulders. She sat motionless for sometime visualizing everything as if it were a dream and when she came out and saw Satish; he looked a different person to her. He looked like a healthy, well built, energetic male.The affect of the drugs continued to torment Anju and she fought back to control her desires. At times, in the kitchen she passed a few fleeting glances at Satish and every time she looked at him, he looked more. "Steve honestly when you watch this who do you see yourself as?" Mike asked, "The doer of course, don't you?" Mike asked, "Once or twice yes, but mainly I see myself as the girl taking that steel pole all the way thought her, Me" Mike replied, "It's a lot like my dream, a forced situation where the girl has to submit to her killer, only until recently my dreams have never involved my death" Mike said, "And now?" Steve asked, "Well now they do, my dreams are all revolved around getting a spit.