With agonizing slowness, each stroke of Sam's fingers came closer to the visibly wet cunt lips. The final stroke stopping the length of a fingernail a...ay."Oh God, touch me, touch my pussy, touch my clit, I must have more. Please touch me!" Judy's words were almost a sob as she pleaded for sexual satisfaction.Sam looked at her friend, her chest was heaving, tits standing proud with hard nipples. Belly moving in and out, legs trembling, and her clit protruding from between the petals of its. I beg of you ... stop this ... what more do you want to ... put me through."Constancia pulled her towards her roughly, "I'm not done with you yet, you cheap little puta," she said cruelly. Almost as an afterthought she asked in a slightly, more neutral voice, "Who is at your house right now?" Nena not thinking replied, "Carlos and my stupid drunken father. Everyone else is at church."Constancia just smiled.Carlos was Nena's fifteen-year-old brother. Like most boys his age, he was totally. I would never force you to do anything. Do you want some cock dear? Do you need it, my love? Do you want to please your Pierce? Suck it baby. Suck it for me Trish." "I'd be happy to give you a blow job Pierce. But first, you need to get on the bed. I want a hard man's tongue on my pussy. My hairless pussy needs you to suck it, while I suck your prick Pierce. Go on, young man. Get on the bed and let's eat each other." I giggled as he quickly moved to my bed and got into a supine position with. She remembered.‘Come here Jean.’She knelt by the flames, carving the small piece of ochre oak she had been given for her birthday. She ignored him, as she had been trying to do, for the last few days. But every night, he had returned.‘Come here, Jean.’The voice was more purposeful now. But still, she ignored him. Her father always came back later with the carcass, his duty and right as chief, where all the women would then strip the meat, salt and preserve the flesh for their future stores to.