The gin helped relieve me of the last vestiges of my hangover. It also loosened my tongue enough that I could tell the others what had happened with B...lackthorn and what was going to happen at eight o’clock. Mike seemed particularly delighted at the prospect of getting back at Lisa’s, and his, tormentor. We ordered some food in the pub, and I realised I was ravenous. All I had had all day was a couple of cups of tea. When I finished my own food, I started pinching other people’s chips. In the. I think he might be done soon, I look back and he is sweating and now is smiling at me. He pulls his penis out of me and I think maybe he is done when he tells me to suck on it again. I try to keep my mouth closed but it is hard to hold your mouth shut when he is holding your nose. I open my mouth and once again accept my fate. I am now sucking this pervert off and he is enjoying every minute of it. He starts holding the back of my head so hard and so close that my nose is touching his. When I returned that afternoon from a long bike ride, sweaty, but exhilarated, they were both sitting around playing on the computer in our family room. Both were wearing shorts, and halter tops, both were braless. They invited me over to show me something on the computer. I tried to escape saying I had to go shower, but they insisted, Jenny getting up, grabbing my arm and guiding me over to the computer.I have no idea what they were telling me, all I could see was the hint of Monica's dark. Would Rob ever be able to trust her again whilst he was away and then it suddenly hit her, would she be able to resist if Jim or Jane called her.She struggled to go off to sleep, when she closed her eyes she saw Jim fucking her cunt and in these dreams she even saw Henry, standing behind Jim applauding his every thrust. Even though Bess was not touching herself, she found her cunt itching and wet, she felt as if some strange thing was making her cunt so wet. Suddenly she felt her thigh muscles.