"But you admit you want mommy to come over and play, right?" she asks."Yeah, I guess I do," I answer as I pull down my briefs and kick them aside. "Di... she tell you her dilemma?" I ask."Yes," Lauren answers for her. "She thinks I should do it." You do?" I ask, somewhat surprised."Of course, I'm new to this but I can't imagine having too many dicks lined up wanting to fuck you." Lauren shakes her head as Kristina continues her discourse. "Seriously," Kristina says, leaning up on her knees and. Sasha grinned, "that is where our clit is. It is very sensitive and gives us pleasure. We will also like touches on the inner lips and inside us."She touched Shay's small inner lips and slipped the tip of a finger into her. She shuddered and humped and I grinned as Sasha giggled. She pulled on me, "we are going to lick her pussy and make her cum."I moved and did not hesitate as I licked through her pussy and growled at the scent that hit me. Sasha hugged me and moved to suck on Shay's clit and. "Yeah got dat dick in your womb Missy, damn you tight, but don ya worry I'll be stretching dat womb here fore long." I can't talk, can't breathe as the continuous stream of pleasure and the spasms that wrack my body soon have me pulling him down to lay atop me, his warm body against my skin as my thighs are thrown over his and I use them to lift into his thrusting movements, my heels pulling my pussy up to meet his ever faster stroking within me. His big black cock hurts me, but it hurts me in. Otherwise you would have to listen to them complain, right? That's OK. We tolerate them. They're good for the economy. Even though they drive 40 in the outside lane of a four lane Interstate highway. And even though they put on their left turn signal then drift right across three lanes of traffic. And even when the New Yorkers complain that the bagels aren't as good here, and the New Jerseyites complain that the subs aren't as good. And all of them complain that everything costs so much, even.