She was so accepting and pliant beneath his hands as his reshaped her breasts. He had to see her naked, had to feel her skin against his own, pulling ...the fabric over her head he was happy to see she was braless under the lavender shirt she had worn. God he loved that about her, she was so damn gorgeous. Picking her up bridal style he placed her on his bed and broke away long enough to rid himself of his shirt and sweatpants however before he could lie down she was on her knees in front of him,. Soon they asked if I wanted a beer.They brought down some beers and we all started drinking until it started getting dark. I was the center of attention and loving it.One of the guys said he was starving and he said why not bring the beers over to their room and we could order some pizza…They all agreed and we headed towards their place. I was getting wet just thinking about what might happen, since I was sure we were not going to order any pizza…Once inside their place we all sat down on two. He whispers in her ear, Im so glad your here…! she turns to face him and plants a kiss. me to. She rebutted. the gaze in to each others eyes looking for the connection of souls. He presses his body closer and kisses her deeply with as much passion as he could muster. he props her up on to the counter level with the top of his hips he feels a little life return to his genitals. He starts unbuttoning his silk dress shirt she borrowed the night before, reveling her plentiful besom and smooth skin.. " she was willing herself on, silently praying to God, Allah, Buddah, anyone or anything, just to keep her peehole squeezed shut for just a few more seconds. She staggered round the corner and there it was, Wetherspoons, and Mike was right, there was no queue. "Oh thank fuck" she gasped, "Come on Abby" Her bladder thrashed and screamed, almost as if it knew relief was close, "please, please, please", she took her hand away from her vagina as she approached the pub, in an attempt to look normal..