Jenna told herself she was disgusted by this entire display. She condemned both the man and the girl 2 in her mind. These two were twisted people bother wrong and horrid but her blood was on fire, every inch of her skin tingling, crying out for contact, a touch. She nearly cried out when the man pulled 2 away from her so mercilessly depriving her of the pleasure she needed.<br/><br/>His taunt made her blood burn. He wouldn't dare she though feverishly as the head of his cock just teased her sensitive flesh making her wiggle slightly near crying out for more contact.  She shivers as he pulled away and tried not to think about what happened on top of her but it was impossible. She could feel it as the man slowly pushed himself into the quiet girl who's breasts were pressed into her back and hands now held her breasts her nipples puckered and hard begging for the girls touch.<br/><br/>As he started thrusting into the girl Jenna lost a measure of her control. She needed his touch, not just wanted it but needed it. She needed to feel his cock thrusting into her battering her insides as she clenched her sex tight around him. She needed that, that it was happening to some one else, some other girl, not just in the same room but on top of her so she could feel it every time he thrust into the girl.<br/><br/>Jenna's pussy clenched air her juices dampening her thighs as she groaned a tortured keening sound as he taunted her. She shook her head wanting to deny him but she needed his cock, need his touch. "Yes" she cried an anguished sound her voice cracking with desire. "Please" she begged her voice ragged as her juices trailed down her legs and her squeezed her eyes closed frustrated tears threatening to spill from her pretty green eyes. She was beyond caring about her pride or  how she'd possibly be able to live with herself after this, the drug robbed her of her will power, all she could contend with was her relentless need that demanded satisfaction. She felt that she might implode without it.