Remembering Stacy’s teasing in the changing room earlier in the day, she decided to use this opportunity to pay her friend back. “Are you my little whore, Stacy?” Cindy asked, pulling her fingers out from Stacy’s cunt. She waited for an answer. “Uhh, huh!” Stacy moaned, hunching her itching cunt against Cindy’s hand, willing her to continue. “Tell me.” Cindy replied. Stacy quickly understood, and craving sexual release, began to spew filthy, depraved speech to her friend, giving her what she was asking for, and knowing it would help send herself over the edge. “Oh, fuck, Cindy!” Stacy grunted, humping her crotch against Cindy’s unmoving hand. “You know I’m your fucking, little whore! I’ll always be your little, personal fuck-toy. I’ll eat your sweet pussy whenever you want me to! I’ll even lick your ass-hole for hours, if you ask me to!” “That’s better,” Cindy said, and hentai pressed her hand against Stacy’s cunt once again. “Ohhh, yeah! Finally!” Stacy mewed as Cindy plunged two fingers into her oozing gash. "AAHHHH!!!" she cried. The world flipped around me as we snarled at each other. Julia was dressed in white robes, the sigil of the Holy Mother embroidered on her cowl, a whip in her right hand. I groaned as Keisha's hentai hands slid over my ivory tits, washing off the pearly spunk. No more snarky remarks from her. That night, I locked my phone in my desk drawer and fought for over an hour to pull it out and shame myself. She also began to seriously kiss him, on her own authority. I was still some six feet ahead of her, pushed open the door to the gents, holding it ajar with my foot and taking a risk that I hadn’t seen anyone pass us to the toilets for quite a while, I grabbed her arm as she passed to enter the ladies. And believe it or not, that really turned me on a lot, and got my pussy sopping wet! He felt Hank pull his right arm away from the bitch.