LET ME DIE!" she wished as she pushed her face against the wall and covered it with the hand that was holding onto her panties.The sight before the Go...h girl was amazing. Here was a girl who could obviously be a model, squatting on top of a toilet, with her face hid by her hands and pressed against the wall. The most erotic thing about the whole surreal scene was the blonde's sparsely covered pussy gaping open between spread legs and dripping its slick cream into the toilet. "Ahem. Are you all. She held the front door open as Meat, the boxer, went outside.The sight of a boxer, after her wild fucking experience with the boxer named Richey the Fourth over the weekend caused her to smile with the fondness of the memories the dog generated. She'd fucked a lot of cock in her life, which had earned her the sobriquet 'Daisy Chain'--since she often was mistress of ceremonies at group sex parties--but she'd never managed the kind of thrill she'd gotten when she'd felt dog cock in her. Tracy lay sleeping quietly. She pulled back the covers and crawled in bed, snuggling her body against the warmth of her friend’s brown body. Tracy awoke immediately, still groggy but very sure that there was a naked body next to hers. “Karen, what are you doing? Don’t do this. Please.”Tracy’s words were silenced with a kiss. Karen placed her lips against Tracy’s and they shared an intimate, tender kiss, like only two women can share. Again, Tracy protested. “Karen, I’m not strong enough. Frankie didn't know how she managed to walk to the toilet as her legs shook with ever step she took. "What on earth was she doing"? she asked herself, but she didn't have an answer as she reached the locked toilet door, with trepidation she knocked once and Charlie opened up and pulled her inside."As soon as I saw you I knew I had to fuck you" breathed Charlie, "this isn't anything I have ever done before" replied Frankie "but you have mesmerised me" though I am not sure I can go through with.