My eyelids flutter as my mouth parts and my head tilts back as if I can’t take it any longer. As if I’m on edge. Your lips embrace mine over and o...ver and over. You grind deep inside of me once more before demanding again that I beg for pleasure. I’m again trying to find my voice. It’s hard to work up to saying anything so my responses are half assed and breathless. My words only coming out as sighs. ‘Ple…ohmygo….Bae….plea….’ I desperately look up at you. ‘Please baby!’ You slowly pull out. Your. It's pathetic how you're always perving on me. You're lucky I don't tell Oscar!" Later you go to the bathroom and jerk off, the vision of Hollie's long legs and panty-clad pussy still fresh in your brain. You need her sooooo bad! Weeks go by. You find yourself tormented by fantasies of fucking your friend's sister. Then she gets invited to a masquerade party where everyone has to wear masks. You've heard that these parties can get pretty wild, and also that Hollie has developed a "reputation.". Sierra wouldn't hear of it however; we were all adults after all.When it was time to climb into our respective cozy nests, I offered to sleep by the nightstand between the two beds, in case there was a call in the middle of the night. Once we turned out the lights and said goodnight my nerves began to slowly abate, as the three of us lay quietly in the dark.After some time had passed, Sierra leaned into my ear and whispered how exciting it would be to get naked under the covers. Hmmm, that. As if I could pull myself away from his awful weight. Kevin stands to the side so he has a view of me to his right and the mirror to his left. He takes both hands and gathers my hair so that it drapes over my left shoulder. His left hand resumes stroking his erection while he buries his right hand in my hair and jerks my head so that I face the mirror. In it I can see John still lying over my back supporting some of his weight with his elbows as he watches me. As he watches my face. Kevin.