It hurt. He had to have her ass now. "I want your ass, Bre." Mitch whispered in her ear. Bre stiffened and would have pulled away but Mitch's hand sli...d between her legs, gently rubbing her soaked pussy. He dipped a finger in her wetness and then dragged it over her clit. She moaned as her body responded. "I won't hurt you," he murmured in her ear. For a second she thought about saying no, but his fingers felt so good she forgot the thought almost immediately. "Mitch," Bre whimpered. "Shhh," he. This quite permanently took care of the three hostile wizards ... and the six mobsters too, who were never seen again and quite probably blown into Lake Michigan, if not Canada ... along with a three block stretch of every house along Consular Row before I could concentrate enough to force the twister to return back up into the clouds. It wasn't quite the storm of the century for Chicago, but it would rain non-stop for the next three days and create smaller tornadoes that did rather remarkable. " What the hell is a Fuckparty?" I asked sitting up and looking down my best friend's naked body."You know, him and a couple of his mates and me having fun," she said quietly."You mean a gangbang?" I said."Well not quite," she said softly as if the word freighted her, "but I suppose similar." So why am I going to meet him then?" I said, "does he want to arrange another one but this time with me." No, no, well yeah I suppose," she said, "true he wants to arrange another one, but this time he's. “And your cup-less, string bra,” he adds as he licks my nipples while he watches me put it on. “What are you going to wear for our guests?,” I ask as I tease his engorged cock with my fingertips.“Have I turned you on wearing just my boots and my cup-less string bra?”“Yes, you know you always do,” he tells me as I hand him a tiny black jock strap.“And you always turn me on wearing nothing but this,” I tell him as I do up the clip at the side of it. “Wear a shirt for me with all the buttons.