She tensed again, biting her lip. I pulled him closer so the head was now rubbing just inside her opening. “Fuck her”, I said, looking him in the...eyes and releasing his cock. I watched as he slid his length into her, occasionally watching her face as it registered the ecstasy of her tight pussy being fully filled for the first time in years. I was holding her hand and he was picking up speed, pulling almost all the way out, then pushing all the way in. Her face was red and she seemed to be. " You're not the boss here, dear." No? Who's the one begging for me to lick her pussy?"Linda stopped for a second. She was not there to beg. She was there to MAKE Amy eat her cunt.Then Linda acted. She grabbed Amy's blonde hair, trying to force her sister's head down.Amy reacted. She wouldn't be forced:"Kiss me first!"So there they was. Linda wanted to be licked, Amy wanted to be kissed. None of them would give first what the other wanted, waiting for the reward later. Silly, I know. But,. Well, there is no plan C. Better think fast girl, they don’t let singles buy tickets for the prom.Now a little context. Being a high school kid, I obviously lived at home. I had a mother and father, like most kids. And I actually had a pretty good childhood, my only complaints being a workaholic father, which meant he was rarely around or involved in the family, and a helicopter mom back in the days before helicopter moms were really a thing. This made her entirely, uniquely, annoying. . You are safe, because of who you are. No-one will ever recognise you as David. No-one will ever mistake you for David. You are Barbara, but you have always been known as 'Barbie'. You will do everything in your power to complete yourself, because as yourself, you are completely safe. You have a picture of yourself in your mind. You have a picture of 'Barbie', of you. You are a beautiful, graceful, elegant woman. You are a blonde, a blonde Barbie. Can you imagine what a blonde Barbie.