Tougher ... more stoic -- emotionally as well as physically. I think the feelings you have are perfectly understandable; and they would be no matter h...w petite or plus-sized you happened to be. I'll admit I fell into that same thought pattern -- that somehow you should just tough it out. I'm sorry for that. I'll try to be more sensitive." Oh, Loren..." I want you to know ... No matter how this is resolved, no matter what we need to go through -- I'll be here for you. You're not going through. I was slowly becoming hard. He faintly brushed my cock with the back of his hand and held his head at an awkward angle, keeping his face turned slightly towards the ceiling and away from mine. Intimacy, after all, was not tolerated in his line of work unless paid extra for. He rubbed his itching nose with his left index finger while cupping and squeezing my balls in his right hand. Thick gobs of precum began trickling from my pee hole and I could feel my nuts begin to move on their own, that. And she was about to discover something else…I hitched up my already short skirt and Emme’s mouth dropped open at the sight of my pussy - freshly shaved about 12 hours before and definitely not encased in the rainbow panties I had pulled on before the party.Emme whispered:“Sarah! Where is your underwear?” I looked sheepish. “I put them in Ryan’s pocket as a gift.” Pushing Emme’s nylon-clad knee out of the way I began to piss; a steady, high pressure stream which ran past her but made quite a. “Jesus……fucking…..christ” yelled Dawn as she started cumming. I could feel her cum splashing my cock and kept fucking her harder and faster prolonging her orgasm. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH fuck yes!!!!”” She screamed out and started panting.As she caught her breath I pulled Misty from her clit and started kissing at the juices that had flooded her face and I could tell that Dawn tasted very good. Misty then bent over and took my cock in hand and started licking and sucking me clean. Once she was finished.