He spat out her words as she stared at her fingers pleasing her sex “Are.. mmm.. you … are you going …. oh shit that’s good… are...you going to help me, DJ?” Then, looking straight into his eyes as she fingered herself deeply and her hand still, she added ” D J , you are going to help me …. cause Ron promised.”“Becky, listen to me” Jim look away and tried to be as calm as he could to get her attention knowing she was going over the edge in her. She complied with my instructions and I put the blanket over her body. I put my hand under the blanket and found her wetness. She started to moan. She spread her legs, and turned her head towards me. I unbuttoned my pants, just enough so she could grab my hard cock.“That feels awesome Ylena,” I whisper to her.I continued my play of her very wet pussy. I ran my middle finger up and down her wet slit very slowly. She was moaning louder and her breathing was becoming shallower.“Do you know what. He looked up at Vanessa with wide eyes as Sam moved behind her. He felt Sam's legs rubbing against his as Sam positioned himself. Vanessa looked back at Jon and smiled wickedly as if to confirm that he was correct.Vanessa stopped moving over Jon and leaned forward as Sam pressed in close to her. She squealed softly and her face contorted into something like a look of pain but then quickly relaxed. For a long time she remained still over Jon as Sam worked her asshole until it was ready.Finally,. Fuck! But she's a little hesitant. Cum. Just cum! Becca would want you to. She always wants what you want. You've waited long enough. You're going to burst if you don't! Stacy works her finger back and forth slowly, in her tight, juicy opening. Then why do I feel so guilty about this? Stacy growls with frustration as the conflict burns inside her. She wants more of the dizzying pleasure her finger is giving her. She can't think straight, she can't focus. Her body wants to cum. Becca doesn't get.