But this was not enough for her tormenter; he demanded that she pulled the outer lips apart and to allow him to look at her opening. His voice had ch...nged, it was no longer smooth and refined it was guttural exactly matching the crude words he used to describe her and her anatomy.From that night onwards their relationship shifted – each time he contacted her he demanded she perform debauched acts; she had to finger herself and not stop until she reached orgasm, she was instructed to insert a. Also how to arrange the living room furniture. And the new big-screen TV. And a stack of boxes for a home theater system.And off to the other side of the festivities there was another observer, maybe five feet eight inches (tall girl) tall, maybe a hundred forty pounds, carried very well in the tall frame, dressed in cut-off jeans and a t-shirt with the logo of the local high school on it. Light brown hair, casually arranged, if arranged at all, length to the nape of her neck, a little curl. “I’m.. I’m a little confused.” “Oh, honey.” She started. “That’s perfectly normal.” She said and I looked up. “Can I tell you a secret before you continue, dear?” “Of course.” She leaned closer and laced our fingers. “I’m bisexual.” That shocked me. I’d never thought that about dear Ann. Maybe it explained why she’d been single for so long. An attractive woman like her wouldn’t normally be alone. “You are?” I choked out. “I am, sweetie.” She squeezed my hand. “And I do prefer girls,. The rest of Brad's huge cock eased in nicely as a rush of her loudly escaped Sammi's mouth "UUnnnnhhhh" Sammi grabbed Brad and pulled him down onto her, she was clawing at his back and clamped her stockinged heeled legs across his lower back."Ohhh, take all of me!!!" Sammi cried out as Brad's cock hit home and was all the way inside her "Make me your gurl!!!"Brad started slow and steady, but her grunts, groans, moans, cries, squeals and other dirty talk drove him to pump harder and harder. It.