But the next stroke never came.I wait, opening my eyes again - I sense he is still standing behind me,but what is he waiting for? "Slight change of pl...n," he whispers, "Ineed to do something right now." Bending, I feel him bestow a singlekiss on each glowing cheek of my bottom - my heart melts inside my chestonce more - then I cry out through the gag as the butt-plug is roughlypulled from my rectum, leaving my poor hole bereft and empty.Just as I work out, with a muffled exclamation, what that. ”She sighed, standing again. “Call this an experiment in our combined abilities. I’m ... intrigued what being with someone similar to me is like. I’ve seen enough movies and talked to enough girlfriends to know what being in love is like. I’m curious what our friends are enjoying. There seems to be some more primordial attraction between us than there is in any other group.”“So making out with your brother doesn’t bug you anymore?”Betty held her hands up, looking at him beseechingly. “I don’t. And whenever our group would go out I used to sit next to her very closely and she wouldn’t mind..we would hold each other’s hands very often under the table and she would put her leg over my leg and I would hold her waist and all that.I went to drop her home and while we were about to reach her place she gave a peck on my cheeks and I couldn’t resist and stopped the car and started smooching passionately in the mid of the road..This was the beginning of our so-called relationship.We always. ..to their knowledge. He hid in the closet while my new friends came up. I let them in, undressed of course, and walked overy to the bed. His friend sat on the desk**s chair. He, my fuck toy, came over and immediately started to eat my pussy. I squinted all over his face and then he shoved his cock in my throat. I gaged, and sucked, and moaned. He flipped me over on my back and fucked me the best yet, I thought. He came twice and needed a break...little did I know, we didn't get one. His.