I was telling my friend everything that was happening and she was telling me to let him do what ever he wants to me but I just couldn't do it. I could...n't let him put his dick in me just the thought of it made me gag especially if he came inside me, YUCK!! He kept asking and getting closer and my friend was still telling me to let him. This went on for another 10 minutes or so and then I finally let him touch me so I can go back to what I was doing and he can leave me alone so I can cum in. I had decided to let Danny flirt and see if Carol responded. If she didn't I was going to intervene and try and move things on. After the first bottle of wine she seemed to calm down and relax a little, even managing to laugh at Danny's odd stories. We finished the bottle of wine and I had to go into the garage to get another. I called in at the loo on the way past so I was gone for nearly five minutes. When I returned Carol was sat next to Danny. She was sat slightly twisted on the sofa so her. "Calm yourself Emily," Clarrie whispered as we neared the top of the stairs, "Just do as he says and try to enjoy it. You probably will anyway after the first time or two." I was glad my tray had the freshly baked scones and jam and not the tea things she carried, even so, the plates jiggled and clattered against each other with my shaking. Carefully she balanced her tray on one arm and knocked on a panelled wooden door with a carved sign, 'Althorpe Copse'. I soon learned that all the rooms. But that was only to roll me onto my back and lift my legs and grab me around the ankles. He leant forward and started kissing and biting on my nipples.Now he had full control of his thrust and began to fuck me with a passion I had never experienced. His breathing was labored as he pumped his piston like cock in and out of me. As his cockhead kept hitting my prostate, I could feel an orgasm building and told him to fuck me faster and harder. He had no trouble with my request. As my orgasm.