I slowly raised my head, my eyes filling with tears of anger and humiliation as he suck gently on my neck. Daniel told Bruce ' ... you get to go first... you get to get this Bitches ass/ pussy ready for me ... ' Bruce smiled at me as he came towards me. Daniel released me and pushed me gently towards Bruce, Bruce lifted his hands and took hold of my arms. Bruce looked over at Charlie and said ' ... this bitch trying to hide his sissy stick ... ' Charlie responded ' ... that's the bitches spur. I press my head back into the headrest as I continue the onslaught of my clit. I know that I must focus my attention on my clit as my best chance to achieve my orgasm. I find a good rhythm and begin softly bucking my hips in time with my finger. I could feel myself slowly bringing myself to the brink. I was going to have my orgasm. I kept working my finger as the pleasure grew within me. I was getting so close, not much longer. My breathing had deepened and increased, I knew I was almost. As the new feelings pounded her she felt herself reach her climax and gasped as she went over the brink. As she passed over she felt Michael's Cock begin to shoot its seed into her. She felt herself grinding down on him as her body spasmed around him and her heels dug into his thighs. She rolled over onto her side as her orgasm subsided and slid down the boy's body taking his deflating member in her mouth in what was now a ritual for them, of her cleaning his prick with her mouth after they. ?Oh?the purse? thanks Danni,? she mumbled and took it. The boy cocked his head and looked intently at Rachel’s swollen ankle while she blew her nose. He wanted desperately to know what she was thinking. Then he took a towel and started wiping the tiles. ?The tiles must have been wet,? Danni said. ?Sure. You have to be more careful than me. Promise!? ?OK mommy.? As Danni whipped the tiles clean, Rachel propped herself on the wall and stood up, awkwardly balancing on her good leg. She.