If there had been an armchair, I would have taken it.“We need to talk,” Charlie said nervously.“Sam, can you put the kettle on? And close the do...r?” Tiff requested politely.I nervously got up. Was there going to be a cat fight?Being alone in the kitchen gave me time to think. I was definitely getting kiss-me vibes from Tiff. But Charlie had actually kissed me. I fancied them both. But perhaps mum was right, and I was taking Charlie from Tiff and that was why they were falling out?If I could. I stopped playing with myself being certain I might had done some kind of terrible damage to my body. I was afraid. Maybe my hair will fall out or I'd go blind.The next morning, I felt fine. I was not about to descend into hell and my body wasn't turning purple. So, after my brother was in bed the next night, I started again. This time I added my hairbrush to get a feeling of how it felt to slip an object into my wet pussy. The brush felt okay. Maybe something thicker might give me a different. ." and kept strumming your clit while you watched the guy on screen get a chair and put it in front of the girl. He stood up on it and roughly grabbed her head and forced it down on his dick.I bit your neck and asked "You like what you're seeing?"You let out a "Yesssss..." and pushed 2 fingers of your other hand in your pussy.I walked around the couch and got down between your legs and shoved my tongue deep into your pussy.I had forgotten that I asked a buddy to come hang out, because you were. I'dblown my load and it was over. I quickly went limp and slipped out ofhis ass as he went back to fucking Mandy with his full attention.Looking down at the shriveled little member between my legs, I went toget my jeans. But first I wanted to see what my 'baseline' was. Inthe bathroom mirror, what stared back at me was a Bill/Dara hybrid. Areasonably good-looking shemale if I stopped right here. But then Iheard Mandy screaming as she came again and my decision was made. Islipped on my.