She finally collided with a chair and remained hanging there with her back against the chair and her long, wide skirt hanging over her face. She was s... tired that she almost fell asleep in that position. "Why don't you just pee on the carpet?" Spencer asked. "No, I can't pee on that beautiful carpet - I'd rather drink the pee myself," she said from under the skirt. Spencer lifted her skirt so that he saw her face. "That old rug?" he said, "Never mind that. It will soon be disposed of anyway,". ." (See 'Me, my girlfriend and her best friend part 2)Taking Marcella's cue, I pulled her off of me and shoved her, face first, into the couch. I was being rough with her, just the way she told me to be. I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her ass upward. I took a moment to admire her little pink asshole before I scooted closer and rammed my cock up her sopping pussy."Oh, fuck yeah! Fuck the shit out of me!" she moaned as Belinda reached beneath her and began rubbing her clit again. . Good point?.Esmeralda was about o faint. They have already hurt her and now, they were going to cause her more cruelty. ?Now hold still?, Tom told Esmeralda. She shot him defiant gypsy eyes and the he grabbed her head and whispered to her ear, ?If you do that again, I will take away those ugly shitty eyes of yours. Got that bitch?. Esmeralda nodded in fear. She was now afraid of the fact that there were worser things they could do to her.?Now hold that Gypsy head still?, ordered Tom. Esmeralda. “I believe it’s my turn to provide.”“I think you’re right,” agreed Brenda Houseman. She was laying on a chaise lounge, wearing only oversized sunglasses and a string bikini bottom. “I was last week, and Barbara was the week before and ... anyway I think Terri’s next week.”“Fine by me,” agreed Terri Tallman. She was wearing even less than Brenda. She was totally naked, laying face down on a lounger, wearing only sunglasses and a floppy straw hat. She was sipping her rum punch through a straw..