If I did, then I could have a harem of sister-sluts to fuck. It would be so hot.At least I had Erica to enjoy.I thrust my tongue into her cunt. I swir...ed around inside of her, licking, lapping, teasing her. She gasped and shuddered, her thighs locking about my head. She gripped me tight. She humped her cunt against me, rubbing her hot flesh on my hungry mouth.Her spicy juices spilled over me. I licked them up, reveling in the taste of them. They melted on my tongue, such a delight to enjoy. I. We were forever changing houses, living in debt and she was forever switching jobs. My dad was already married to someone else and so couldn’t acknowledge us in public. So all the confusion in the world This one boyfriend of my moms’ – rajesh was rich and perpetually drunk. Though he was scared shitless of his wife, he would sneak into our house during the day and stay back the day his wife was out. Though he pretended to be interested in my mom, I knew he had designs on me.It was on my 18th. . I... but..." was all I could manage between Dave's hard,quickening thrusts."Say it, bitch!" But shocked silence was all she received. Then shechanged up her strategy."Dave, stop fucking the bitch, but stay in her," she said evenly. Davecomplied just as he drove balls deep into me with a hard manly grunt,as I mustered the courage for a reply."Now, Tori... tell me what you want... NOW." Please, I don't want this. I just want to be Tommy. I'm not a bitch,I'm your boyfriend!" Quit stalling you. Miss D’Haviland spat across the young girls upturned face and the girl’s pink tongue shot out to lap up the wad of saliva on her pouting lips. Miss D’Haviland gripped the girls throat with her free hand, entirely overwhelming her. “You dirty fucking whore,” she hissed, and Jess closed her eyes and let out a pleading moan beneath her. “Every morning I pass you at that bus stop, in your little skirts, or your tight jeans and boots, and your tight tops showing off those big heavy tits of yours,.