Fuck.Then it happens. Her fingers grip your pussy and you can feel how easily they make their way inside you. I’m too fucking wet you think to yours...lf.Her fingers are clearly practiced as she grips and pulls you up by your pussy; the pressure on your clit tremendous and you couldn’t help but reach a desperately needed orgasm on her hand.With your body shaking and the striking feeling of your juices dripping down on the floor from her hand, you couldn’t believe you didn’t last longer. You knew. She started talking to Eric with me sitting right there and just came out and said. Because of the size of your member its not likely that you will be able to find a girl your own age that can handle all that anyway. Then she nodded towards me and said “she certainly can’t” So she said that she would take care of things as long as the two of us were together. (OMG OMG OMG, shes helping me to keep a boyfriend!!!) Then she said that she was certain that the two of us were going to be wondering. I breathed in her lust and passion with every breath that I took and it was maddening! “She is such a slut!” Mistress turned as if to confront the seated girl. She used to opportunity to once again run my aching cock up and down her ass cheeks again! “Stand up, young lady!” Mistress moved around behind me as Alena stood on the concrete, her lithe body inches from my bouncing cock! I felt the lift lower an inch or two and then some more. When my cock was pointed just at the cleft of her. I want you to remember our days in high school." Becky complied, wincing. Oh crap oh crap oh crap, she thought.Christine's voice was even, almost seductive: "Remember Alan, Becky? Remember MY BOYFRIEND?"Becky did remember. In their senior year, Christine and Alan's relationship had been on the rocks. Alan had asked Becky out and she had accepted. They went out for a few weeks and she finally gave her virginity to him. He dumped her a couple weeks later and went on to other conquests. Christine.