Did you really think that dinner was your surprise?” “Well, that is what you told me. It was a nice place. The food was good. It was a nice night ...out for the two of us. What was I supposed to think?” “Ever since we moved into the house, we’ve been fucking like rabbits,” she stated rather loudly. “When we’re alone in the house, it’s been fucking and sucking day and night. You’ve tied me up, teased me, used toys on me, and fucked me in the ass. We’ve done a threesome together. I’ve sucked your. I'mtwo years older and was always a step ahead in what I was allowed to do. We didn't fight all that much, we just weren't really friends. Lookingback, I know it was sexual tension. Kayla was always beautiful, always theloveliest girl in my eyes. Slender without being thin, dark skin thatbronzed in the summer sun, long brown hair that developed blonde streaks asshe grew older. She has amazing eyes, so brown and deep you could wanderin them for days. She was the quiet, intelligent type,. She kept her foot against my groin and giggled 'Was that me that done that?' I told her it was and just as any 18 year old would do decided that was enough foreplay and suggested we should have sex. She threw her head back and moaned 'I'm too fucked to move...You come here'. Despite every fibre of my being wanting to move and climb on top of her my brain advised me that it can either get my legs working or my cock but not both. I replied with a pitiful 'I can't move'. She laughed 'Well we. She had our hands running over her body in a heartbeat squeezing her tits running over her body "Do your fucking worst you pathetic bunch of cunts" she sneered with nowhere to run she was forced down on to the table her arms pinned down her legs pulled apart Mark approached with a bottle of baby oil, squeezing an excessive amount of the oil onto her belly every free hand began rubbing it in up and down her legs, her chest and arms she was glistening now. Gary's hand went between her legs.