“Can you hold it, honey”, I asked. “Yes, sir”, she said. We laid there talking quietly about last night. She was disappointed that I had not ...et her have my cock. I had told her that one day I might give in, but, until that day she would just have to treat every cock like it was mine. I had been running my fingers over her seam pulling at her lips, working the heal of my hand against her. Growing harder, until I could not take anymore. Brittany woke to me lifting her onto my ridged shaft and. "Oh my God, you look hot! Your tits are popping in that sweater, girl!"I beamed at her words, happy she liked what she saw."Okay, sit. Let me curl your hair," she said, pulling me into the bathroom. We pulled a chair in front of the counter and I sat down. Cassie started raking her fingers through my hair, trying to decide on a hairstyle for me. Closing my eyes, I concentrated on her fingertips - they felt so good. I suddenly wasn't as excited about my date, as goosebumps surfaced on my skin. . I take it that you two rabbits got it all out of your system last night?” Talitha asked.Michelle turned an even deeper shade or red hearing that. “Did everyone hear us last night?” She asked.“Yes.” Robert said as he walked into the kitchen rubbing his eyes. “I agree with Petra’s scores and critique.” He told them with a smirk.“Michelle don’t’ listen to them, it’s ok if you want to get rough and freaky.” Denise told her. “By the way, I gave you an extra point for the side saddle cowgirl you. .I don't find the shoes a turn-on," protested Jim. "It'sjust that womens feet look much sexier when they wear high-heels." Oh! Silly me," said Maria. "Just a slip of the tongue. Let's just easeyour little tootsies into these bad boys and see if they make your feetlook sexier"Maria took first Jim's left foot and then his right, and as he pointedhis lycra encased toes, he slipped and squeezed them into each of theglossy high heeled creations, feeling his feet becoming re-shaped intothe classic.