Everything was warm and wet and wonderful.To my right, Britt was letting loose loud sounds that were a cross between euphoria and pain. He body was co...mpletely off the sofa, except for her shoulders and head, and was stiff as a board. Mike frantically rubbed his big tongue between her legs where she held two spread fingers.I felt movement to my left as my fingers pushed deeper into Jane’s crevice. Dwight had pulled Rachel closer to him and was now on his hands and knees above her. His rigid. Although I had not heard my beau’s entrance, nor could I see her at present, I was acutely aware of a presence in the room. Immediately my guard was up, along with my pulse and my adrenaline. Unaware of who was present and more crucially, what their intentions toward me happened to be; I could only assume the worst and as such, I was prepared for an altercation. With as much authority as I could muster, caught in this vulnerable position, I whispered: “I know you are there.” There was no. ’ ‘Thank you for being so nice. I’m sorry I was so -‘ Gene put a finger to her lips. ‘Shhhh, go to sleep. We both need some rest.’ Gene kissed her once more and left to go to his bedroom. Michele lay awake, wanting to sleep, but every time she closed her eyes her mind reviewed what had happened earlier that night. Vincent’s face, that horrid dog. The smell of their breath. Her feet hurt. Her scalp stung from Vincent pulling her hair. Her throat was sore. Her shoulders throbbed with the ache of. " Give us ten minutes," he said, "an' I'll let you know when I can fuck you stupid."With that we both sat back, slowly sipped our drinks, and contemplated the universe and our own small places in it."Dunno 'bout you," I said, "but I'm starving. I reckon we could both do with some bacon and eggs to get our balls full to bursting again." I'll second that!" said Nigel.So I staggered out of bed, pulled on a dressing gown, and made my way downstairs to get the breakfast underway, leaving Nigel.