Session ElevenDanny fell asleep before I did. After I'd fucked him a second time, he was just exhausted and he just rolled over and fell asleep, not e...ven bothering to pull his panties back on. I hadn't had a smoke since the previous evening, but I felt like one again. I didn't want to smoke in bed, so I pulled on a nightgown and padded downstairs in by bare feet. I hadn't removed the strap-on, and it wobbled in front of me, poking a tent in the satin gown as I walked.For whatever reason, I. I now lifted her legs and ass up off the sofa cushion and fucked her in earnest, gripping her by the hips as I now drilled her hard and fast with long, continual thrusts. To my delight her body responded immediately and her young twat began to heat up from deep inside, spilling and filling with arousal and coating my cock with her copious juices. God she was hot and tight, and growing more and more pliable with each passing moment. "You like that?" I panted softly. "You like getting fucked, you. She tried to move a bit to see if she could catch a glimpse under the edge of the blindfold – but moving her head made the hook stretch her ass. Not an entirely unpleasant sensation – but not something she really wanted to f***e. She tried to relax – but as worked up as she was, it was difficult. John walked up behind her and ran his hand along her pussy one more time – then started tying something to her leg. It was big and heavy – and pressing against her clit. He had fastened a Magic Wand. She had made a promise to Bea and, despite all the feelings she had for Chris and the hurts she had selfishly inflicted on Bea, she could only stick to Bea. She ruefully acknowledged that her 'love' for Chris was lust even though she liked him and admired him enormously."Bea," she whispered. "I do love you, Chris, and I value your, your affection for me. No, Chris, I know it's more than affection. I know it could be love but not a two way love. Oh God! Why is life so difficult? I love you both.