And I just didn’t know who else to turn to …” I wracked my brains, trying to think who she could possibly be referring to – but to no avail.�...You were SO kind to my friend Anjitna when she wanted to avoid being sent back to India for her arranged marriage ….” Now my befuddled brain was slowly starting to make sense of what she was saying (see my previous story:- “And I didn't even get her name!”) … so THAT’s what her name was!“So kind”!!! … Is THAT what she calls it! My version was more along. “What would you suggest?” “A contest.”, Taylor stated. Her blue eyes met the frightened brown ones of Selena. “Our little manipulative bitch got us both here, so it would be only fair to make her our battlefield.” She focused her attention back on Katy and stood up from the chair. “Each of us will get three minutes with Selena, one after the other. Whoever makes her cum first will be the winner. And the loser has to accept the superiority of the winner. She will make amends and she will submit. Sometime during her figuring out the problem, Jake finished and fell asleep.Sally got up and went to bed. The fact that Jake used her only as a whore to shag and nothing else made her feel inferior. There must be more to making love than just fucking. That is what she wanted, a life where she could be more than a naked pussy. The only way to discover that life was to get out of her current situation. The one thing she would not want to change was her calling as an adult entertainer.She loved. My body took over. With my feet resting flat on the cushions, my miniskirt slid up around my hips as my thighs spread wide apart. Sliding a hand inside my sopping wet panties, I slid a finger between my bloated pussy lips to caressed my throbbing little love button. Fantasizing that it was Paul making love to me I climaxed over and over again, each orgasm more violent, more satisfying then the last. I sunk my teeth in my other hand to stifle my moans and screams to keep from waking the.