Mallory tightened her grip, snaking her other arm around Daphne’s thin waist to pull her in. “Mmmm…” Mallory moaned as she ground her hips, he... cock pulsed against Daphne’s hard abs.Mallory flicked her tongue against Daphne’s for almost a full minute before she broke the kiss—wanting to ensure the lip-locking ended on her terms. “Okay, Daphne.” She smiled, staring into her classmate’s burning red face. “Do you mind telling me how many girls you’ve let fuck you?”“Let go of me,” Daphne hissed,. However, after her weekend with Bob, she had a bit of reluctance at being with another man. She was certain that Bob wasn't idle and he seemed to be okay with her dating others. Still, she had always been a one-man woman and in her few relationships, she had been exclusive with the one she was dating. While she knew that many women, and men, juggled multiple relationships, it was new to her and created no small amount of emotional turmoil.Before they left the club, Jenny and Erica went to the. When we became desperate for money we set up a stall on Fulham market but the only things we sold were my small watercolours of flowers and they went for only a few pence each but still that allowed us to buy a little food and it made me feel as though I was contributing to our relationship instead of just being a bed companion and maid.We discussed what to do at some length and I suggested that the only reason I sold my little paintings was because people who attended that market, were from. Soon they were both sighing and gently groaning with pleasure as the stench of pussy filled the air. I could tell they were getting close to orgasm—my girls were experts at licking each other’s pussies and knew exactly how to get each other off—and soon enough, they both erupted simultaneously in a pair of high-pitched moans and full-body spasms.Now it was my turn to cum. I had been standing there watching with a raging hard-on, and I was about to explode. “Are you girls ready for Daddy’s cum.