And my legs spread apart a couple of inches, also. I … couldn’t say the words, couldn’t speak my desires, but I was hoping she could tell what I... wanted; I wanted her to touch me again.And I guess my actions spoke to her, for another finger of hers slid across my lips again, and then yet another time a few moments later. She continued to rub and massage my ass, and her seemingly accidental touching of my pussy just felt like a part of that. Until she laid her hand against my crack and her middle. Tiger and Jim had passed out at the dance and Billy had taken them back to their hotel in a taxi. Bunch of dopes, always stoned, Hugh thought as he let himself into Jenny's apartment."You bastard! You rotten bastard cousin!" Jenny pulled him by his shorts across to the couch. "Do you think this is a whorehouse, you moronic hick? I didn't invite you to turn the place into a brothel."Jenny had waited two hours for Hugh to come home, furious that he had probably brought his drunken surfie friends. “Don’t you now, so what do you intend doing about it?” “I thought I might just fuck you some more to see if I’m right.” “I suppose that would be a very good way of judging.” “Come here,” he said as he began guiding and positioning me just how he wanted. He had me lying on my back with my head overhanging the bed. He placed a pillow on the floor and as he stood above me he pulled my body until my head and neck were in contact with the pillow. My lower back and legs were now raised all the way. Damn – rape me there, harder, baby!” Now, with the empty bottle and a ton of confidence, he was ready for Crazy, especially since Mary was humping his fingers. “You need to get filled up, slut. And I’m just the Master to do it !” Mary thought, oh, Lame James. Just don’t stop what you’re doing now. I’ll have to tell John this new name for my Toy later. John watched as James pulled his hand out of her, put the neck of the champagne bottle to her pussy. James worked it in between the.