I went over to his house. We drank some wine, talked for a bit. He put his hand on my leg, and then leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, slowly at first, then working up to a passionate kiss. Our bodies moved closer together, embracing fully. I could feel that he was aroused, as was I. I placed my hand on his leg and slid it up to his groin, and he moaned. He took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. We were standing up, hugging, kissing, licking eacch others necks, biting each others earlobes. He started to undress me, pulling my dress over my head. He kissed and licked my stomach. I unbuttoned his shirt, and licked his nipples. I undid his belt buckle, and his pants fell to the ground. We pressed our bodies together, and slowly started grinding against each other. He laid me down on the bed and slowly took off my bra and panties, licking me allover the entire time. He went down on me until I could hardly stand it anymore. I said, "I need you, now!". He said, "Not so fast, naughty girl!" He took off his underwear, and straddled me so I could suck him. He slowly thrust in and out of my mouth, working his way up. He said, "Now you can have me, sweetheart." And then...
Thrash walked in and anally raped him. WTF! I didn't think Thrash ever left Jacksonville??