I feel the throbbing of my swollen clit, pussy wide open and dripping.He turns around on the bed and kneels over me. I can smell his vaguely musky mal... scent just inches above my face and my mouth begins to water. I am mortified to feel this way, I am angry that he has taken all my control. Yet I can't help but want more. I hear myself whimpering, in a quiet way begging him to continue. Then I hear it before I feel it.A slight buzzing noise, I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as I try. “Yes,” she said. “That’s about the only thing that hasn’t been altered, except my cock.” With that remark she pulled her dress up over her head and threw it onto the side of the wash basin then with a flick of her hands she pushed her tiny pants down to her ankles and kicked them off. Her prominent hand made breasts shivered as she flicked her head to clear the hair from her face. Then turning the hot water tap on she grabbed her cock and began to wash the spunk off it that had been a part of. I do believe my bud fell in love with my boyfriend. It was really hot seeing him try and get my boyfriend to want him more than me. Esp when he had marked and claimed his ass as his property. That's why when he would leave, I had to remark it back as mine. My man and I had promised never to use it against him but just to enjoy the fun of it and to this day my buddy still doesn't know I'd ever known about him cheating with my boyfriend and we are still good friends to this day. It was funny. A few men called her a whore and Rachel knew she should be offended but was really only flattered they’d give so much attention.But then what did Rachel know, she was just a freshman in high school, and no one seemed to be complaining. Girls seemed happy to give up their rights or power, happy to ignore previously held dreams or goals. Rachel wanted to travel the world and work in the foreign sector like her mom. She read books about history and wanted to do well in school and go to college..