?" Peter asked."Well, I wanted to paint something that captured the frustration of the last week or so."Meagan grumbled, "I don't like where this is g...ing." Hear me out first!" Debbie snapped. "I was thinking of having you two pose like you were having an argument. You don't actually have to get angry; you just have to pose like you're angry." So Mrs. D., how do we do this?" Peter's voice was neutral, as if he weren't convinced any more than Meagan was, but his words did head off any further. That now-familiar burning in the pit of her belly, that hot glow that was throbbing in her loins, that tingling hunger that was quivering in her widespread pussy. Sammy's lips parted the moist, pink vaginal flanges to expose the hardened bud of her little clitoris, an erect pink nipple that seemed to cry out for his touch. He eyed the little tip first, then, without warning, quickly buried his lips in the damply heated furrow, his long tongue worming its way deep in between her warmly clasping. At first I thought I was only physically attracted to her but I found that I was really digging her bubbly personality, how she always smiled at everyone. Despite the personality clashes that come with the high school experience, no one dared mocked or disrespected her because of how awesome she is. Puppy love had a way of torturing me and I was practically head over heels as were many others, I’m sure. Of course, I never acted on these urges as I didn’t want to risk our friendship. . The responses poured in, which wasn’t surprising given the hot pics of her we put in the ad. I was put in charge of selecting and briefing the applicants, so I decided to keep the details a secret for her. All she needed to do was come with me to the hotel and I would take care of the rest. Needless to say I was busy on my phone for the next few days replying to emails and making arrangements. Then the night of the gangbang arrived and we packed up our bag for the hotel. When we got there I had.