You’ll probably never see them again. Just be brave and bite the bullet.” Dianne moaned in mock embarrassment, “I just don’... think I could.” Debbie looked at the clock and said, “It’s early hun, we’re going shopping.” After a quick search on the internet they located an adult superstore only eight miles from the house. Taking Dianne by the hand Debbie led her to the rental car and off they went…. It was all Debbie could do to. ‘I will make you a bet. If you win the bet, I will give you $100, cash. If you lose the bet, you have to do whatever I say for the rest of the weekend.’ ‘I could use that $100, there is a new Coach bag I have had my eye on at the mall, and that is about what I am short. What is the bet?’ asked Ann curiously. ‘I bet that I can make you have at least one orgasm in the next 5 minutes, standing right here, without me touching you, and without you taking anything off. If you win, here is the $100’. Amber hated the thought. She was popular at school and she wanted to get a cute boy named Alan to like her. She hoped they would marry some day. But Alan probably wouldn't even look twice at her if he could see the pictures.Amber tried again to deep throat him. She vomited in her mouth. She managed to swallow most of her vomit but spit out a little onto the ground next to the big tree and then resumed sucking him off. She knew this was just the preliminaries. He would let her suck his cock for. “I was jacking my cock!” I replied. I guess that sort of stunned her. She drummed one of her hands from her hip and just stood there for a second. I could see in her face that she was re-grouping her thoughts because she didn’t get the answer she thought she was going to get. “What I want to know is, why are you masturbating when you have a wife and can get relief just about whenever you want?” “Well…. I’ll tell you why…” I said. I picked up the porno magazine I was looking at and.