His lips descend on my breasts, kissing them all over. His tongue marks rough trails on my skin as he pinches my nipples, which harden instantly. I si...h and hope that he will take it up a notch."Harder, Scott, mmh," I squeak out as he squeezes my nipples. He complies and the pain from the increased pressure saturates my panties from masochistic pleasure. A hand leaves one of my nipples, but I don't notice. Without warning, he sticks a hand down my panties and rubs my clit hard, making me moan. You know about Becky and the baby, so I’ll just mention that where it fits in.”“I’m listening,” Kara said.I started with Jennie McGrath and Birgit and worked my way forward. I gave names for key people, because I was sure that Kara wouldn’t repeat this to anyone, though I didn’t name the dalliances and deflowerings unless there was some important reason. She didn’t ask any questions during the story all the way up to Birgit’s death. At that point, she refilled our teacups and bade me to. Just feeling his spit run down my face made me feel so degraded, I loved it. He pushed me into the bathroom and down onto my knees, slapped me across the face and just told me to open my mouth. Instantly his fat meaty cock was out and a hot stream of piss was shooting directly in my face, I tried to open my mouth and catch as much piss as I could but it went right into my eyes and running down my face. He stopped mid stream and shove my head down to the tile floor to make me lick the puddle of. “Sorry,” Sally said as we sat and leaned against other, sweat running off use both, “What next,?” I said. More drinks came, some food, all handed over by guys with semi-hard cocks hanging from their pants, as they walked back to the crowd, their knobs would be tugged, by partners or whoever. The old girls now drunk and some smoking weed were allowing fingers to roam into their cunts or their arse cracks, some had many fingers from different hands probing their old loose holes. Most had their.