" Amy pounced on me, corkscrewing two fingers into my pussy, letting a dribble of wetness trickle out. Oh how I love having her fingers in me! She kn...ws all of my special spots. She leaned in and sucked and licked my clit while she fucked me with her fingers. She wasn’t gentle, and I would have been happy if she’d been even rougher. She had me bouncing and squirming and moaning, my insides seething. I was totally at the mercy of the throbs of sublime pleasure surging over me. Amy pulled her. Just as he rubbed the saliva over his knob, and was beginning to stroke his hand down the shaft, a ribbon of cigarette smoke came into the room from under the door and met his nostrils. This sent him over. Before the bottom of his hand reached his scrotum - on the very first stroke, the warm rush of orgasm was on him. Hot jets of jism exploded from his pisshole. “Oh, Piper, you naughty slut.” Quint said softly through stuttered breathing.The following morning, while drinking his coffee, Quint. Erotic? This wasn't erotic at all. This was horrifying. She thought about what her friends would say if she told them she'd been accosted in the stairwell, bent over her and eaten out."Send him to me next," was probably what they'd say. Her fear began to subside as the minutes ticked away. She didn't think she was in immediate danger of being harmed by this crazy bastard. She wished she dared turn around but wasn't willing to risk it. All she could do was feel what my tongue was doing. My. They played some board games and had some laughs.Nicky's room was huge, as big as the living room in his own house. He wasa bit silent, astonished by all of this. The situation, the wealth, thecommandments of his mother to behave well and be obedient of Nicky'sparents. The girls were looking at Nicky's clothes. Dresses and jackets.The whole three were sighingh constantly- Oh, such a beatiful dress - one of them excalimed. Nicky admitted thatshe probably never wore it. It was made from.