She did what we asked of her, so she's in the Circle. We make her feel really good and maybe she'll convince her Mom she's okay. Got it?" Yeah, I got ...t," Ann grumbled. "Treat the little cunt like the belle of the ball."The light of false dawn was just brightening the sky as they pulled off the road and up the gravel path. Susan drove a little recklessly, the back end of the car fishtailing and sending up plumes of gravel and rock behind them.When the reached the path that led to the clearing,. Because of his stories when ever we were on a bit of a bender, or away for the weekend some of us other blokes wondered if what he said was true, and what his misses would be like between the sheets, as you do. After a year of so i’d split up with my misses and was foot loose and fancy free. The stories might have lessened in frequency, but not in graphic detail and to a man who wasn’t getting any they certainly got my old boy to stand up. I started to flirt with his misses and to my surprise. “You don’t remember, do you?” Lisa giggled as she playfully ran her fingers through her hair.“Remember what?” I stressed.“You helped me write my portion of the paper. You stayed after school in the library with me for five-days straight helping me formulate my thoughts and improve my sentence structure. You made me a better writer.”“Oh yeahhhh. I do remember that now,” I acknowledged.“And do you remember the nickname I gave you afterwards even though it didn’t stick?” Lisa challenged.Now,. “But your little thing still wants it's cum cum, doesn't it? It wants to squirt its juice just like it was a real cock, doesn't it honey?”Again, I nodded my assent through the tears running down my face.“Well, I think it should be able to, baby,” Mommy said. “So I'm going to tie your hands behind your back and let you have your way with your new girlfriend. Isn't she pretty, honey? See how big her tits are? And she has a hairy pussy, just like you like, dear! Oh, I can just see you two falling.