The internet had taken me to some of the darkest places one could go. My mother texted me. She was definitely the spawn of satan and most everything...bad that happened to me was because of her. I ignored the text and continued having no contact with her. One day I noticed that 2 types of porn had greatly out numbered everything else on the old hard drive. I was masturbating to either tranny porn or mommy roleplay. When I was lucky enough to find a melding of the two, I would blast my. “You're a lifesaver you know that?” she smiled. “Now go out there and pretend I just chewed you a new one.” I smiled. This was our normal talk. I walked to the door then slowly began to open the door. “Seriously do I have to tell you everything!” she shouted as I opened the door. “By now you should have figured it out!” “Yes Lauren,” I nodded, then closed the door. All the others shook their head at me. I passed out everyone's assignments, then got down to the things I had to do. The day went. My nearly bare breasts pressed into hers even though they are encased inside a blouse and bra. As my hand continues to work between her legs, she moans and sighs into my mouth. When I move her panty to one side and slip one and then two fingers into her wet and ready pussy, she groans her pleasure and whimpers her need for more. In the midst of our kiss, our lips pressed together, she whispers urgently to me, “Make me cum, Michele! Please, please, Michele, I need to cum, I have to cum. God, I. "I can't believe you don't have anything to do," Shavon scoffed. "As beautiful as you are? You know, you look just like that girl in the Victoria's Secret ads. Did you know that? You could be her twin."Laura blushed."Look at you blushing. It's true, though. How come the men aren't beating down your door?" Oh... they do. A little. I guess I got tired of them." I know what you mean. The beasts."Shavon's dark eyes twinkled. Laura was in love. She was in love with Trina. And Randi. And of course.