Now he picked up Lynette's leggy corpse and carried it into the living room placing it on top of the pillows with her feet and lower legs spread widel...y apart on the coffee table. A small pillow was used to prop Lynette's head up so that she was staring blankly at the door. He now went back to the bedroom and found a pair of red nylon stockings in the lingerie drawer; returned and tied them in a bow around the corpse's neck. Picking up the gun off the bedroom floor; he placed it in Lynette's. Well, I did care about my friends, but my sexual needs were seriously taking over. So basically, that was the year I turned into a slut. It was destined for me - it couldn't have worked out any other way. So now, at 20, I think over what I just did in a cab last week in my half-drunken state after my 20th birthday, horny as fuck and craving sexual attention after a night out being drunk. I was with my two best friends all night, clubbing to celebrate, and they decided to drunk-drive home, and,. "She leaned her head back a little as she felt a hand slide under her bra, groping one of her tits, pinching the nipple. Another hand rubbed gently up her side while still another probed into her thong, pushing it aside a little, and then running quickly over the entirety of her swollen and already dripping pussy.Before she knew it, there was a mouth on her neck and another mouth on her earlobe while a tongue began to prod the inner recesses of her pussy. She thought, "This is amazing! 3 men,. Neil seemed to tower over her like a giant -- his chest a solid, dark wall of muscle now that he had taken off his shirt."Please don't... please," she whimpered futilely. She, herself, knew that her pleas and tears would be unheeded; nothing would stop this muscle-bound Mexican now!He leaned forward and nibbled the soft, tender flesh of her inner thigh, teasing the skin playfully with sharp, nipping little bites all along the smooth nakedness of her upper leg. He started just above her dimpled.