We smiled at each other and I called her near me. I was sleeping on my bed while she was on the floor, as always. It was somewhere near 11.30 when I c...lled her. She smiled and obliged. I kept my hand on the navel and slowly brought it upwards, towards her boobs. She closed her eyes and breathed out heavily. I didn’t stop on her boobs but continued onto her face. Puzzled, she opened her eyes in anticipation to what I was doing. I kept my finger on her mouth and she smiled. She opened her mouth. The thick cock pounded into my pussy. Before long I could feel it pulsate, and cum filled my pussy. The cock was quickly replaced with another one, and the pounding continued. “Make me cum slut!” Cassie screamed, her pussy juices covering my face. With one last scream, the bucking stopped and she collapsed off of me, rolling in her orgasm. Being relieved of the wet pussy and finally being able to breathe again, I watched the second cock pound away in my pussy. I could feel my second orgasm. His jaw moving in quick succession, his tongue is rapidly tasting me and I can fucking feel my body temperature rising. Being so exposed has me so ready I want to scream. So I do. I lay back on the dark hood of this very nice car and grab what short hair of his I can. Eugene nudges his head from side to side opening my legs further and flips my skirt up over my waist. I look down, panting, watching the scene before me. My tight stomach is smooth between my hip bones, my ass against the hood. I looked at Phoebe. She looked so cute in her cotton dressing gown, well jacket really, which was partially open at the top so I could see her lovely smooth skin and her breasts just swelling over the top of her nightdress. She looked very annoyed though. That made me even more sorry I had been rude to her. I fancied her even more today. If only she wasn’t Dave’s sister. If only. “Across my lap please Michael” instructed Mrs T. She was holding the hairbrush. Dave told me he had been.