"Just the idea of being trapped in the same vehicle as Claire all the wayto New Mexico was gave her a panicked feeling, the way she imagined abird tra...pped in a milk bottle might feel.* * *She needn't have worried about Claire accepting the offer. When theygathered that morning at the Blue Cat and divulged the semi-good news,Claire seemed to instantly shut down. They'd had an informal agreement tomeet each morning for coffee and pastry at what they'd come to regard astheir daily Phoebe. It means athlete.”“Then why don’t you just say athlete?” asked Bob.“I don’t know,” said Caroline. “It’s just a name for guys who do sports.”“Okay,” said Bob. “Which one is he?”“The one right below us, wearing the yellow shirt, sitting next to the girl.”“All right, then. How shall we do this? Manifest here and toss him around? The way the girl is leaning on him I assume there’s some romantic interest there. I’d be happy to bite her in front of him. Or I could hold him while you bite her!”“People. "That's it, you stupid whore! Fight back! I know you like it rough!"Steve grabbed the base of his pulsating cock and rammed it fully into her in one stroke, rocking her back on the couch. Laurel glared back at him, her arms trapped and her body exposed. She pulled her top lip back and hissed at Steve, which just made him laugh as start fucking her hard and rough.He moved in and out quickly, spreading her legs with his thigh, opening her up to his hard fucking. Laurel pulled her arms hard. My dick was rock hard and neglected but neither of us cared about that until later. Danny started cumming and clamped her thighs closed on my hand again as she rode the wave of her orgasm. When she released my hand I pulled it from under the covers and pretended a yawn so I could taste her on my fingers. Danny looked at me longingly and I made the slightest shake of my head to tell her no. She pouted a second and while still pouting I felt her grab my cock through my pajamas. A slight smile.