Again, she looked neitherleft nor right as she mounted the stage with Elise close behind. Myheart stopped for a moment as Elise reached up and caught ...Lexia'swrist, I imagined her pulling Lexia back - pushing her from the stageas though she wasn't fit to be there.For a moment the two girls, who had once been best friends and lovers,stared hard into one another. The hall was silent, tense. I had my handover my mouth and only an unspeakable tension in my legs kept me in myseat and not rushing down. The difference between the ways of a woman and man towards each other after they have fucked is wonderful. On a previous night a woman may have refused his kisses, and his embraces, and revolted at his hands touching her quim. He although longing for her, eager to join his body to hers, may have been timid, cautious in his language, hesitating in action, and until passion got full sway, might as soon of thought of putting out his doodle, and attempting to force it up her, as of trying it on his. Either she handed them to him or he grabbed them from her before they were tossed aside. She never did get those panties back.Events quickly, and rather unceremoniously, progressed to Marsha being empaled on his marble-hard cock while he remained standing. Her legs were splayed over his forearms and out to the side.His hands gripped her ass and hips. She held on to his bull-like neck as he bounced her up and down on the full length of his impregnating device as if she were a rag doll. . Very quickly we were smitten. We were so good together, conversation flowed, laughter rang and butterflies flapped in our bellies. Every spare minute we spent it together, we went out for lovely dates, shared meals, drinks, days out, walks holding hands and still we couldn't get enough.Our nights in one another's arms with kisses so deep left me tingling with anticipation and happiness. One night as we kissed and laughed i took off my top and let my breasts out for Jeff to have. The look of joy.