”“That much I have already guessed from the condition of my clothes. Please tell me who took it?” “You don’t know?” she asked me incredulo...sly. I got annoyed and shook her. “If I had known would I be asking you? I have no memory of what happened after I took a few puffs from the cigarette. I had no idea that I was smoking a reefer. Why don’t you tell me you stupid bitch?” She saw that I was serious. She said, “Ulla you really behaved very badly. Frankly I also don’t know who deflowered you but. ." Mel whispered all of this in one breath quickly to me as we stood in the dressing room.I could see where this was going. Mel apparently had planned to come on to me strong all along. I wanted to fuck her too, but I knew we couldn't do it right there! She was adamant and took off her top and kissed me on the mouth."Let me see your luscious tits Nina," Mel asked, but it was more of a command really."Mel," I pleaded, but she was on fire. I had to satisfy her at all costs and then we'd take it. "But enough of that. He told us not to push you on that subject at all and if he found out I was talking about it with you I just might find my bottom blistered like Melody did the other night. I don't care what he says about not spanking a pregnant woman." He hits you?" Margret started to get angry. "He hit Mel?" No, dear," Teresa finished her drink. "He spanked her. She was extremely nasty and spiteful to you the other night and he reminded her of proper manners. True it is her ... troubling. She could feel the thick veins, the slight ridge where his foreskin used to be, and of course her own wetness. She softly cradled him, feeling his warmth, the contrast of sensations, his round globes and their surrounding soft fur, the pulsing hard heat from his rod, the slippery wetness oozing from its tip. Despite being somewhat reluctant to please a man orally (mostly due to lack of experience, and a silly fear she would not be much good at it), she suddenly felt compelled to kiss and taste.