. Are you sure I'm not pregnant?" Pretty sure," Lisa said, finding a Band-Aide in the medicine cabinet while I pressed a bit of toilet paper to my fin...er."I can't be pregnant," I said, looking up at her. "I mean, there's no way." You're not," Lisa smiled at me. "Let me see your finger now." You got an abortion, right?" I asked her quietly and Lisa nodded. "Did it hurt?" What?" She looked at me sharply. "Don't even talk like that, okay?" Yeah." I swallowed hard and looked down.We didn't say. Slowly, the two girls parted, then moved to share a wet sloppy kiss. Their faces slid sensuously, their combined juices allowing their skin to slide sensuously against each other.Finally, they both realized it was getting late. They helped each other to their feet, then Jenny took the girl back to the bathroom, where they cleaned themselves up, washing off faces and drying themselves between their thighs.Finally, after all their clothes were back in order, they returned to the front of the. “Ms. Harland!” I screeched as the pleasure burst through me.Intense jolts of ecstasy slammed into my mind. They burst across my thoughts. I gasped, my futa-cock spurting load after load of cum into her pussy. I basted her twat. I pumped all that spunk into her snatch. It was incredible to experience.At the same time, my pussy writhed. The familiar delight of my feminine orgasm mixed with the jolts of my futa-climax. I gasped, loving them both swirling through my mind. I bucked and moaned,. Amy took each of Les' balls into her mouth in turn and treated them to the kind of sucking spit-bath most men only dream about. Then she released them, knowing that if she kept it up for too long, he'd fire his load early and she wouldn't see the fulfillment of her plan.Amy returned her attentions to Roberta's protruding, swollen clitoris. In seconds, the brunette was a writhing mass of erotic arousal above her, struggling to return the favor in kind.But return it she did, stretching out her.