“Not bad. From the way you were being so coy, I thought for sure you had a small dick.” I can feel my face instantly flushed red. She lays down on...one of the flat patio chairs before giving me a glance over her shoulder. “Well? My skin isn’t going to lotion itself.” I rush over to her, grabbing the lotion, I squirt some on my hand and start rubbing it on her back. Her skin is as smooth as silk. She must work out often because I can feel her well-defined muscles as I rub the lotion in. “That. She shuddered at the feel of my shaft vibrating against her clit. I put my mouth next to her ear and wheezed “You feel really fucking good Amber” then let my balls give in to the sensation of her awesome, wanton cunt. I was sweating, my lungs heaving for air when the end of our tryst blasted from my cock. She felt the first surge spew into her and arched her back, pressing her pelvis hard against me, giving me lust driven permission to cum. The delivery from my balls set her last orgasm free.. ”“That’s for me to decide,” I tell them.They begin reading their lines and are killing the scene, and not in a good way. Brittany says everything like she’s a dumb blonde and Ally barely has any emotion to her voice when she speaks.“Stop, stop, stop!” I yell out. “What is this?”“What’s wrong, professor?” Brittany asks.“What’s wrong? This scene is supposed to be full of sexual tension. You’re supposed to be seducing her, Brittany but you come off sounding like a retard than a sexy. She did so, walking around on her knees without breaking contact with Betty's clit, and soon she was thrilling to a sensational sixty-nine. She lurched and wriggled through a spasmodic orgasm at the same time Betty spasmed. And when they pulled apart, and Betty turned around and mashed her wet mouth to hers, she returned the passionate, tongue-probing kiss without the slightest bit of shame, guilt, or embarrassment."That wasn't so bad, was it, Stacy?" It was great," Stacy said, meeting Betty's.