"Yeah, that's it. Lick it bitch," she said. She kept up a steady patter as I slowly progressed to sucking it. With my mouth and one hand, I tried to d... to her cock the same things I like done to mine. I even tried to swallow it but I must not have been in the right position because it wouldn't bend down my throat. With my other hand, I eased two fingers into her pussy and placed my thumb on her clit, rubbing it the way I knew she liked. She was wet and ready. It didn't take very long and she. "Are you going to dominate me tonight?"Deciding to just go for it and follow my original plan, thinking worst case he wouldn't be into it and we'd go back to doing whatever he decided, "Well, I do plan to fuck the living shit out of you." Isn't that my job?" he countered, as he finished unwrapping all but my waist area."Not tonight," I responded, giving every possible hint without coming right out and saying it."Well, I already really like this present, ma'am," he said, giving in to the idea of. At first it was totally quiet in the car, all four of them feeling contented and a little drowsy. But then a few minutes into the drive, Samantha turned around to face the two girls.“This is kind of a funny time to bring this up, but Betty and I had something we wanted to talk to you two about.” Betty nodded supportively, keeping her eyes on the road. “Your latest progress reports just came in the mail, and we were not too happy. Your grades have gone way down in everything except. I was "in lust" with her. As I was later to discover, she was hot for me too, and the “play with me” line actually was a deliberate double entendre intended to inspire sexual fantasies about her. It worked. I would masturbate after every Card Club meeting, fantasizing about all the dirty, nasty things I would like to do with and to her.A couple of years passed, and I continued to sit in on the Card Club games frequently, often playing with Etta as my partner. I was now 18, a senior in high.