.. But you know their maiden names. Heck, for fifty bucks on the Internet, I might even be able to find out myself, but let's not worry about that rig...t now. You can always talk to them later, and ... tell them how well you're doing and what you're studying in college."Bridget stopped to stare at her new friend, tears beginning to sparkle in the young woman's eyes. "You really mean that, don't you? But why..."Courtney stood staring back at Bridget for a moment, then making up her mind, "I can't. And so did you. Didn’t you?” Enjoyed it? I wanted to do it again, then and there. But physical impediments aside, Connie had other priorities. I suppose I must have nodded, and perhaps she guessed why that was such inadequate gratitude and forgave it, for she stood, brushed her apron and said, “I’ll go down and prepare your breakfast. Don’t be too long.” That, of course, raised awkward questions. How could I just stroll downstairs as though nothing had happened? I presumed that Reg would be. She’d had the tools for the back-up turkey baster plan in case she couldn’t convince Tom to go through with it, or was it to convince Mark of her intentions? She placed the cup below her oozing pussy and drip after drip of collected into the bottom of it. Hell, how much had Tom put into her? When the flow coming out of her finally slowed, she tipped the contents into the toilet and put the cup in the trash for Mark to find in case he went looking. Not he’d asked about the detail of how she’d. He took off his jeans and pulled out a huge thick trobbing cock, rubbed some lube on it and mounted me, putting his cock head at my virgin sissy hole he pushed the head against it and slowly it slid in. I moaned when it pushed inside and it felt so good but also painful. He kissed me on the mouth as he pushed it further inside, stretching my gurl hole and making me squirm. "Almost all in sweety" he said. It felt so fucking dirty and good at the same time as he slipped that monster cock in up to.