"That doesn't mean we can't hang out, though, Ben."I halted and bit down on my bottom lip before I glanced back at her. 'Holy shit, Amy, your mom is h...t. Maybe if I get closer to her, Amy will feel more comfortable to have sex. I didn't know about the history of her parents, but still, maybe this'll help,' I thought before I strolled back to her. "Sure, Vanna."She walked towards the living room, and I followed her in there. I had no idea what to really expect, but I hoped for the best. I sat. “What?”“Nothing!” She returned and finished kicking the sand over my extended outburst. Then she turned to me, smiling suggestively.“Okay, now what?” I asked, feeling eager for so much more.“I’m hungry,” she said simply, emerging from the shelter.“Wait, you don’t want to... ?”She winked. “I can wait. You didn’t look like you could, though!”“No, I could have,” I protested feebly.“Well, now you don’t have to!”I followed her up the stairs. A few seconds later we were swallowed into the energetic. "What's wrong, Kimmy? Are you ok?", she said.Kimberly raised to head to look at Tracy, her eyes unfocused and filled with pain as pasts, personalities, and proclivities fought for real estate inside her brain. "Twacy, how did you and Dean meet? I-I can't wemember..."Tracy recoiled from her friend. The look in her eyes was downright disturbing. In an effort to please, she began retelling the story that her friend should know by heart. "You and me, we were whoring ourselves out on that website. I'm going to cum," I gasped in surprise.I was totally blown away, without touching myself and having just cum Iwas about to cum again. On top of this was the fact that it wasbuilding to be one mind blowing orgasm. When it came Mistress wasramming my sissy pussy and I was screaming with delight, my head thrownback, heels digging into the bed. I collapsed in an exhausted heap andMistress gently removed the cock from my pussy. She allowed me a fewminutes to recover then she headed for the.