"Last Saturday I partied with him and his friends, went back to his place and had sex with him and his best friend at the same time. I kinda liked it,...but I don't want to see him again. If they tell their friends I will look like a horrible person." I couldn't believe I ever loved that slut. Shame on me. I didn't learn a thing from my four years of college. I gave her a hug and told her not to worry. I stroked her hair back and decided to kiss her at that moment. I wanted to hate-fuck the shit. He removed his hand, gave the soft, sensitive spot just above her buttocks a lingering kiss. ‘Bring your hands back Snama,’ he whispered ‘Part your buttocks, let me see your bundd’ his lips bestowing soft caresses on her skin. Snama’s hands were trembling slightly as she brought them back, parting her cheeks for his gaze. Neshe just sat there unmoving, and she could sense his fixed gaze. She felt more naked and exposed than she had ever felt before, a red hot flush bathing her from head to. I began my cleansing assault at the junction where her long legs meshed with her wet groin, without touching her distended pussy lips. Using the back of my fingers, I slid my soapy digits as far back along her butt crack as I could reach. Doing this, my thumbs were pointed upward and those slippery, thick digits were teasingly drawn over Cano’s excited clit and along the outer edges her meaty vaginal lips. Lynette’s knees almost buckled after I pulled my right hand forward until my thumb rubbed. When I first met her, she sized me up the way a whore appraises a potential customer. I had seen that look many times when I was stationed over seas while in the military. Ronnie had eyes like a snake and I felt like I needed a shower every time I saw him. His lazy ass didn't seem to work, yet he drove an expensive car and seemed to always have money. I tried to tell Donna that both the snake and Gloria were trouble. Donna thought he was harmless. I knew he wasn't.She insisted on inviting them.