Her attention was diverted when another feminine moan of ecstasy echoed, this one different to the last. She looked down and saw that her nipples wer... pierced with gold barbells. Looking past them, she saw she was wearing a strap-on dildo and pummeling it into a woman’s pussy. There was no specific woman, it kept morphing from one woman to the next. It was from a larger African-American woman, then a skinny petite Asian woman, she saw a couple of her high school girlfriends, Elizabeth, and. It paid well.Jeeze, Wendy thought. How do I get out of this? "It is? I mean, it is." Shit! The mom look! "Look, I don't know. I just showed up. A sergeant sent me away." Ah," said the maman. "Fell into bad company, did you? The sergeant saw your quality and sent you away, did he?" She turned to Eloise, "See what happens when you keep company with that kind of girl?"Her best friends were 'that' kind of girl."Yes, Maman," she said, blushing. But all those virile men, those muscles and smooth. When she stayed up late, she slept on her back with her mouth open and woke up with a raspy voice and a dry throat.After a shower, extra time spent French braiding the sides and back of her hair, and a light application of makeup, she was moving from her dresser drawers to the open door of her closet, mumbling to herself. "Suit, make that a dark suit, white blouse, no cleavage, plain underwear, dark stockings, and low heels." Finally closing the latch on her wristwatch, the last thing she. She was about 5'5 with long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her tits had to be at least 42DD's. I would ocassionally flirt with her but she would always flip me off. I then realized where I knew her from. Her name was Bethany and we went to the same high school together. She was the cum slut in her senior year. Always sleeping around with a bunch of guys. But she never slept with me. So during the last week of school, I grabbed her after class and dragged her into the empty girls locker room. I.