“Mmm, fuck yesss. I want more of your cock. I want my tits to feel your throbbing cock.” My cock ballooned inside of her mouth. She gave me a slo...py blowjob, sucking hard and spreading her hot saliva all over my thickening cock. “Fuck my tits, now!” She ripped off her shirt, buttons popping and her creamy, 38GG tits sprang out. Her large, pink nipples were hard from our assjobbing. “Fuck them now!” I pulled her down on top of my cock and started thrusting between her cleavage. I pumped harder. Jenny envied the other girl’s looks and the way she carried herself. She remembered back in high school that she wanted to be just like those girls. Tiffany was pretty, wore expensive clothing, and looked perfect all the time -- well, except when she emerged from Mr. Johnson’s office that day.Tiffany seemed to have everything going for her, like attending an Ivy League university. Jenny was stuck in a city college because her parents couldn’t afford anything else. She had been offered. I laughed. I couldn't help it even though it hurt and I had to sit back down. Maybe I was punch-drunk, maybe I was slightly insane; whatever the reason, his reaction struck me as funny. "Do you really think scars bother me?" I asked him, stifling any remaining giggles. "Did you ever get a good look at my body before this all went down?" I pulled the shirt back over my head and turned my back to him. I knew he'd see what looked like pale tiger stripes with a few jagged places from teeth; the. Marta straightened up and shivered, then moved closer to me. I took off my coat and placed it around her shoulders, and held it closed with one hand. The car was waiting for us, as was the valet, looking indecently eager for another peek at Marta’s cunt. He held the door open and stood aside.Unfortunately for him, I had to help Marta into the car as her hands were cuffed behind her. I made sure the coat was underneath her, wrapped it over her, pulled the seat belt over and clipped it, then.