“You know how. Tell her what she is.”I look back to Maria, and she’s pouting. “Please, Sarah. Please mark me. You already know what I am, but ... want you to label me. Please. Please tell me what a slut I am.”I look at the pathetic mess that is my best friend. This is a girl who has been a rock of strength for me in my life. She has been the extravert who drug me out of my room and out of depression. And yet, right now, in this moment, I can’t argue with her. She is a pathetic slut. She’s sold. After some time A started kissing G and I was working on her breasts. G was going mad and asked A to eat her. A happily obliged. The room was filled with the moans of 2 gorgeous ladies.G gave both of us a double blow job. Alternating between A and me while both of us were working on her breasts. One for each. It was truly a sight to see.I asked C if she wants to try out her bi side. V previously told me G had bi tendencies. C was open to the fact. So we let the ladies explore each other. G and. ” My entire body tensed beside him. Sensing this, he began kissing down my neck. His hands expertly caressed my curves, slipping off my panties without me even realising. He was knelt in-between my legs now, a finger tracing my damp pussy lips. I began to feel really nervous, again questioning my decision. I felt one finger slowly stroking my hole, sending goose bumps through me. All my worries evaporated. I reached up and grabbed Scott’s face, kissing him passionately, my tongue probing his. She snuggled up against me and told me to hit the ON button. She must have been playing earlier, because it immediately went to a movie that was already on, and in the beginning scenes of a very graphic blowjob on a very large television. I knew it wasn’t the Playboy channel, because as I remembered it, that was more of a hard R sort of station. I put an arm around her shoulders, and she snuggled up against me, and began running a finger through my chest hair.“Is this really Presidential, do.