Fuck. I open it, it's a video. His phone is aimed low, as if he is trying to hide it, and it's a video of Sarah, obviously drunk."I swear! I told him ...e hooked up! Yes, he jerked off! I swear!" she exclaimed. Then she noticed she was being filmed. "Oh my god, don't! Don't send that to him!"The caption on the snapchat was just "Dude..."I couldn't believe it. I didn't respond to him. I didn't know how to respond. I was so embarrassed. One of my best friends now knows that I got off to the idea of. And so, she had lived a solitary existence until her sophomore year in college when Howard had struck up a conversation one day after class and the two had hit it off immediately. He stood a “normal” 5’11” which posed some problems, especially at first, but the two worked them out and the relationship grew. A year later he asked her to marry him and she quickly accepted. Both finished school although within a year they were parents. Gwen was afraid her condition might be genetic and watched. Tears flowed from her eyes."On your knees slut. Thank me for punishing your slutty ass"Jennifer got on her hands and knees, crawled over to Michelle. Unzipped Michelle's pants and pulled them down to her knees. Put her mouth firmly on Michelle's pussy and licked her clit. James eyes nearly popped out of his head."Would you have me sack your most productive worker? Her informed and intuitive nature as to the changing remuneration demands of our workers keeps us ahead of our competition."Michelle. I give Patrice's lovely soft tits a gentle squeeze as she walks past me, kissing her passionately not realising that Peter is in the next room watching us.“I wish we hadn’t asked Peter to stay. I’d love to fuck you right now!!!” I say as I grab her sexy ass.I leave to get something out of the car and Patrice walks into Peter’s room. As she opens the door Patrice sees him laying on the bed, stroking his big hard cock. Patrice stops in her tracks, staring for a second “ohhhh, I’m sorry”.