She was wearing panties... although very tiny thongs. However, she too had forgone a bra since the tank top supported her and she had covered it with ...he blouse."Ready to go?" Jenny asked."More than ready," Erica said as Jenny led her out the door. "I'm taking you're word that Jack is a good fuck." It depends on what you mean by a 'good fuck'. Actually, I've never been with just him... as you know," she said with a smile."Oh that's right, you did them both at the same time," Erica said. “I wanna be on top.” she said and pushed him off. Gabriel lay on his back and she kneeled over him. With her left hand she leaned on his chest and with her right she held his dick upright. She closed her eyes as she lowered herself onto it – it seemed bigger now – and let out the slightest of moans.“You’re a quiet one, aren’t ya.”Again she smiled and nodded and then, with a naughty look in her eyes, she said: “It has some practical advantages.”Gabe realized it all too well: A quickie behind the. We're also lovers."I thought that over a moment. I hadn't seen anything to indicate that they were more than very good friends but it wasn't a surprise to learn they were lovers, either. I looked over at Mari and raised an eyebrow at her."Yeah, I know. It's not professional but when they made up their minds to seduce me I couldn't stop them," Mari said with a shrug."Like I'm going to bag on you about being unprofessional." I snorted. "Yeah, the Privateers are the epitome of. ) It took a week or before I completely absorbed the idea that Barbie wasn’t ever going to look like me or Rachel or my mom or anybody I ever knew. My attitude toward her changed. Rachel (my sister) and I regularly tortured and defiled Barbie, pulling off her legs and arms, and burning her breasts with wooden matches. We cut her long legs down so she would move the way that Rachel and I did. It wasn’t very long after that that I began to form some ideas about sex. Like any k**s, Rachel and I.