It was starting to get dark in the late afternoon, as Phil continued to finger my boi-snatch and feel me up. I wiggled my ass against his hand as he b...gan to fish out his cock. I bent over and leaned into my car and I handed him some lube and a condom. It wasn't long before Phil was standing to attention once again, sporting a stretched condom covered cock, and I was lubed up for a rear entry. I leaned against the car hood and pushed back onto his fuck-pole. I was too hungry for cock in my ass. “You know, after Mom and Dad died, I never would have thought you and me would ever be friends. I always think of that like, the car was totaled, but my life, maybe yours too, it was just as mangled, I felt so trapped, like my life was a hunk of blackened, twisted metal, and I was inside, unable to feel anything. But now, you and I, living together but both so alone, it makes me feel good, like we understand something together that we can’t say… And yeah, we have a few friends, but, I mean, I. Yes, Mistress." You stand, let your robe fall to the floor, and begin squeezing your tits and rolling your nipples between your fingers as you cruelly state, "Well, that's just to fuck'n bad, because you're never going to touch my tits again... Fuck'n useless jerk-off."You slide your right hand down your body and run it over your panties, teasingly rubbing your pussy as you place your right foot on the edge of the tub and taunt, "So, how bad do you want to see my pussy?" "I will do anything,. Their hands ran all over each other bodies, playing around with their arses and running fingers through each other's hair.Rachel pulled away from Jo. "What is wrong, don't you want to now?" I do, but I want to see you strip for me, to turn me on baby. Right now, I want to see you move and dance for me."Rachel sat on the chair and turn on the music for Jo. She placed her hands in to her hair and moved from side to side allowing her hands to run down to her breast. She held them with one hand.