I felt too good to feel like the wanton skank trash whore I knew I must look like. My legs now over Henri’s shoulders, the bastard in my sweet slit,...so deep. My stepmoms pussy buried over my face...my tongue licking everywhere...even guided to probe into her arsehole.I was mush directed by their combined experienced filth and it only got more depraved as Mary-Anne told Henri to dog me.There I was; my butt pointing backwards to his cock and he was stabbing into my pussy with deliberate pleasure. He thought he had been so lucky to find a girl like that, and going to the same school as him, too! He didn’t have anything on George. And the girl asked him for a private conversation! She was as good as his now.How could she do that? That was really strange in and of itself.She just didn’t seem like the type of girl who would be interested in a guy to the point of being so forward. She really looked shy and reserved and nervous. His character judgement must be horrible to make that. I thought that this was going to be a pleasure. I looked at her and asked “Are you ready”. I leaned in and kissed her lips. My tongue ran across her lips as I kissed her. Her lips were so soft and supple. I started to nibble her lips with my teeth. I felt her arms grab my hips. As I kissed her, I pushed my tongue into her mouth. As it entered her I felt her tongue touching mine. I placed my hands on her sides as our tongues danced together. I started to rock back and forth with my hips. As I. Terri led me by my leash to a stage in the corner of the room. She ordered me to strip as she dropped to her knees and took my rapidly hardening cock into her warm wet mouth. Her head bobbed over my stiff cock as Jessica joined us on the stage. A crowd started to form around us as Jessica pealed her skirt off and squirted a generous dollop of lube into her hand. Terry turned around, raised her muscular ass in the air and flipped her skirt up over her hips. Jessica greased up my cock and then.