. I smiled, put my top on and walked back into the club. I stared in disbelief at the man Dita was talking to. 'Andrew?' I yelled, he was tall, dark, ...wore his signature large, long, writer's block cardigan, with jeans and a white t-shirt. His casual look is misleading as he was the hardest man alive and he was my best friend! I went back to Andrew's house for a drink, he drove us back in his classic porche whatever it was, tan leather seats, smell of leather made me feel horny. Andrew's my best. Apparently I had been wrong. King nudged me with enough force to knock me over, and I could feel Tom's breath against my ear as he growled intermittently. Then I yelped and sprang back as he nipped me sharply in the side. I shuffled backwards quickly, realizing what they wanted and in no mood to accommodate them.Then I realized Rex and Jack were there too. One of them nipped me again, this time on the behind, as I backed toward them. I yelped again and swivelled around., Tom jumped up onto my. "Hell if I know," I say as I take another drink of my beer and turn to go sit down. I hear her laugh and turn to look. "What's so funny?" "You messed up the back of your hair again cuz, I'll get the straightener and fix it for you." "Thanks," I say as I sit on the sofa. She walks into the bathroom and gets the straightener. I watch her ass as she walks and start to feel my dick get hard. Shit, I think. I shift around trying to make it go down as she comes back and heats up the straightener. . Despite the situation I was in I could feel myself getting turned on, as suddenly his mouth moved down and captured a nipple sucking it hard into his mouth as his hand teased the other one pinching it hard. I gasped as he teased me my mind torn between panic and pleasure. He moved his hand down and brushed it against my pussy, his fingers grazing against my clit. My hips buck against his touch, my body betraying me. Arching to him encouraging his touch. He sat back looking at me, a slow.