My name is Lila. Do you guys need anything else? Are the cops on the way?" "They are, but will be a little while. Do you mind if we wait here? I don't... feel safe in my apartment right now. Theft has that affect on you. A piece of my private space feels... violated." "Of course!" Lila said, genuinely. "Do you guys want a drink? I have wine." "That would be lovely." An hour later, the bottle was gone, and all three of them were tipsy. The couple had drank at the dinner before, and Lila was a. My boyfriend and I had been together for almost 4 months when he phoned me one night drunk and asked me why I loved him, with the fact he was acting strange I asked if he was drunk. He hung up the phone and texted me 'you'll be sorry bitch' so 5 minutes later my bedroom door flew open, the hinges screached as they were pulled from the frame. He stood staring at me, a sick look in his eye emerged from the pits of hell inside him. He approached me very slowly as I curled myself up on my bed with. After teasing my clit, he would return his fingers to my vaginal opening, causing me to quiver. Then he would return to my clit, before repeating the process. I still cannot believe how I responded to his touch. With Don standing behind me, reaching around with his hand down the front of my bikini, he was only able to get the tips of his fingers inside my pussy. I seemed to be stuck on an edge. I was so turned on, but I could not climax. I could not get over the magic line separating me from. We chatted for another thirty minutes until Christy came in and told us that dinner was ready. We went to the dining room and saw a delicious feast. “This looks delicious,” Greg said as he went to sit down.“Thank you, honey,” Christy smiled as she moved to him and said, “Does it deserve a big kiss?”She threw her arms around his neck and their mouths locked together. His hands were squeezing her ass and she was gripping him tightly.They broke from their kiss and she moved to Kevin, “Now I want a.