She must be sore ... I didn't go any further ...Only wanted to touch her ... To feel it.Tammy was working hard ... I was ready to cum ... I could feel...it ... Myhips arched ... Yes ... I was there! I watched as Tammy swallowed. Shewas stroking me as she swallowed. Yes, Wanting to give me as muchpleasure as she gave Mark.Tammy moved herself in a circle until she was along the side of me. Shekissed me ... I could feel her tongue entering my mouth. I tasted it ...I could actually taste it ... It. But that would be crude. It would be too much…at least for now. Then she stood up, pulled the bottom hem of the dress all of the way up to her hips and smiled. Calling the commands, the camera again captured more of her! [/image]Then an idea struck her. She should use the new camera as a prop!!! It was perfect!! She set her old camera up on the dresser and carried it back to the stool. Maybe she should kiss it? Maybe use it to catch her taking a cleavage selfie…. She moved the dress. They were both eighteen, in fact there birthdays were only weeks apart. Lisa originated from a small town not far from where Mel lived and there interests in music and movies were uncannily familiar. They were getting through the beers pretty quickly and the conversation turned to fashion. Both girls wore denim shorts and a white top and Mel pointed out that her baseball cap was hanging on a nail in the porch. They both laughed, “we could be twins,” Lisa giggled. “I’ve got to ask where you got. Her tight, bright yellow mini dress with a plunging neckline. Her rock hard nipples could easily be seen through the thin fabric. Large plastic hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Tittiefuck’s makeup was excessive, to say the least. Her black, glossy hair was teased very high, just to add to her slutty appearance.“Good morning, Tittiefuck,” Mr. Fink said casually, as the black bimbo sunk to her stocking covered knees, and began to undo Fink’s belt. “Before you begin, what is on the agenda.