" I moan in pain, going utterly still as you push a gag into my mouth. "If you behave, I'll consider removing the gag." I nod my understanding and lay...still yet again.Your hands grip my waist, skimming up to my chest, brushing my breasts through my skimpy bra. A strangled moan escapes my lips and I arch my back, earning yet another harder slap across my thigh. "You know better." I nod, whining softly. Feeling your hands close around my breasts, kneading and flicking my nipples, I moan. “I was just about to cum when Mom interrupted us. And then you were wiggling that cute ass. I couldn't resist.”“And why not my pussy?” I moaned as he slammed into me, my butt-cheeks jiggling as I groaned, the door rattling from the thrust, my arms bending like shock absorbers. “You asked me to finger your ass,” he protested, drawing back and slamming in, the burning becoming...different.“Finger my ass not fuck it,” I groaned as his balls smacked into my taint, his crotch slapping into my butt.. She was very proud of Tanya, the way she had embraced her sexuality. She knew something about psychology that Tanya did not, and was eagerly waiting for the day her theory would prove right. Tanya openly acted like a very naive and gullible girl, and was getting fucked by a minimum of five different people every day. She also acted in the same fashion in front of Deen and Binu. Manya knew it was only a matter of time before acting that way would cease to become an act and end up becoming her. She groaned before explaining herself. "I took a bet. With Jennifer. Oh... that was such a bad idea!" A bet? About me?" I asked, dumbfounded. Jennifer was Doe's best friend, another very hot girl with a passion for training. They were both instructors at our local gym. She barely knew I existed, ignoring Doe's gamer brother as if I didn't exist. This bet didn't feel good. At all. "What did you do? What did you bet?" Shit!" another sigh. "I bet Jen that I was such a good trainer that could get.